You say what’s once broken can’t be fixed again,
You say there’s no way you can erase the pain,
You talk of cracks and distances, you speak of ties that can’t be mended,
You talk of hurt that was not entirely unintended,
But, I want you to reach out, I want you to cling on,
I want you to stay, I want you to wait before you decide to call it all a bygone,
Because, despite all the chaos and the scuffle,
Who says what’s broken can’t be beautiful?