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September settles softly
Leaves are starting to fall
I recall the last time you were here
your laughter a melody that lingers still
There's a hole in my heart
and I carry it wherever I go
Like a treasure that travels
with me down every road
There's this longing lonesome and deep
Kind of bitter, kind of sweet
There's a hole in my heart
in the shape of you
Time stealing swiftly
There's children having children of their own
And around life's merry-go-round goes
And there you are wanting what you cannot hold
There's a hole in my heart
and I carry it wherever I go
like a treasure that travels
with me down every road
There's this longing, lonesome and deep
kind of bitter, kind of sweet
There's a hole in my heart
in the shape of you
Even though my heart aches
there's a smile on my face
cause just like a window to heaven
there's a light shining through
This hole in my heart
so I will carry it wherever I go
like a treasure that travels
with me down every road
There's this longing and it's lonesome and it's deep
Kind of bitter, and it's kind of sweet
There's a hole in my heart
There's a hole in my heart
There's a hole in my heart
But it's in the shape of you
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“I wrote this for a friend of mine that passed away of cancer. I’d written another song for her called “Violet Eyes,” shortly after she died, and this revisits my feelings 15 years later. Losing someone you love very dearly is so painful; you just wish the pain would go away. But after time I started to see that pain as a little treasure because it was something that reminded me of her. I was driving down the road and had this idea that I had a hole in my heart that is in the shape of you. There’s a beauty to mourning and missing somebody and holding them in your heart. It’s sort of like a little window into heaven you can see them through.” — Picking Up the Pieces Press Release
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