Scar Beneath The Skin (Blanche)

1, 2, 3, 4 A thousand pieces on the floor Don't know which puzzle they are for You can stare at them all day Or sweep them in the bin and pray Memory that used to burn so bad Is giving in Now the one that made me sad Is just a scar beneath my skin A hundred song birds fill our tree None of them would sing for me While my darling was away She came home that lovely day Memory that used to burn so bad Is giving in Now the one that made me sad Is just a scar beneath my skin Floor boards creaking once again Each morning when your day begins Brittle branches, sprouted leaves Wind chimes swaying in the breeze Memory that used to burn so bad Is giving in Now the one that made me sad Is just a scar beneath my skin It's just a scar beneath the skin It's gonna fade away It's gonna fade away