you touch these tired eyes of mine   and map my face out line by line   and somehow growing old feels fine  i listen close for im not smart   you wrap your thoughts in works of art  and they're hanging on the walls of my heart    CHORUS  i may not have the softest touch  i may not say the words as such   and though i may not look like much   im yours   and though my edges may be rough  i never feel im quite enough  it may not seem like very much   but im yours    you healed these scars over time  embraced my soul  you loved my mind   your the only angel in my life   the day news came my best friend died  my knees went weak and you saw me cry  say im still the soldier in your life     CHORUS  i may not have the softest touch  i may not say the words as such   and though i may not look like much   im yours   and though my edges may be rough  i never feel im quite enough  it may not seem like very much   but im yours    i may not have the softest touch  i may not say the words as such   i know i dont fit in that much  but im yours.