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Paroles: Marc Anthony. Mended. She Mends Me.

Look at me
I'm not the man I used to be
When she smiles at me
I live the light I used to see

There she goes and I know
On my own, I'm not whole
Can't believe, she can't see
That she's taken the best part of me

I'm half a man with half a heart
With nothing left to tear apart
Half of me is walking 'round
The other half is on the ground
She mends me, oh

What's to see
I had it all in front of me
It's all on me
All in the name of vanity

There she goes and I know
On my own, I'm not whole
Can't believe, she can't see
That she's taken the best part of me

I'm half a man with half a heart
With nothing left to tear apart
Half of me is walking 'round
The other half is on the ground
She mends me, oh

Tell me where I am
Nothing else can replace her
How do I go on
The way I am

I'm half a man with half a heart
With nothing left to tear apart
Half of me is walking 'round
The other half is on the ground
She mends me, oh