Fog

[Verse 1] These broken arms won't hold you down These ruptured lungs won't make a sound These syllables won't bring you back Won't stitch the holes, the bone's intact And I can't pretend that you were there And I can't pretend I held your hand and... I miss your smile I miss your smile I need you now I need you now And I am not scared of falling down I am not scared of dark, dark clouds I miss your smile I miss your smile I need you now I need you now