I thought I needed him
I thought I needed
A man to pull me through
It wasn't true

My heart was battered
When he got to it
He picked it up
Brushed it off

Another day he threw it
It fell apart again
It lay in pieces on the floor
Once more

I thought I needed
A man to pick it up
I thought I needed
Help to heal my heart

Time passed on
And I look back
I see myself kneeling
Picking up those pieces

My heart is a little bruised
Battered dusty scarred
But it's almost whole again
Without a man

I thought I needed him
Thought I needed to be his
But what I needed
Was to be mine alone

Now I have a heart
I can share it
But I won't give it away
It's mine

I've learned a lesson:
Love is not to be
Made whole, but to be
Complimented, by another

Alone for a year
I've learned about me
And now I look down, I see
I'm no longer broken