Sugar plum soft your fingers
Holding on is like holding my breath
Letting go you leave it stained and tainted
Giving up is like birth and death

I am not perfect
I have been what you need
You
You will blink and i

How can i be glad for giving
I
I
I

I am not perfect
I have been what you need
You
You

Sugar plums soft your fingers
Holding on is like holding my breath
Letting go you leave it stained and tainted
You

I am not perfect
I have been what you need
You
You

I am not perfect