Why do I feel like I'm half of a whole

With this head on my shoulders 10 fingers and toes

It's me that I live for but you I can't help but extol

Call me 1/2 but I think that I'm all that I have

Call me 1/2 but I think that I'm all that I have

Your people flow through just to give and to take

The crossing guards, lovers, and summer camp friends

And the teachers from the 7th grade

So all of these bad days are gonna grow worn with age

Till the hairpins and nickels that gleam on your floor

Are the only things that remain

Why do I feel like I'm half of a whole

With this head on my shoulders 10 fingers and toеs

It's me that i live for but you i can't help but еxtol

Call me 1/2 but I think that I'm all that I have

Call me 1/2 but I think that I'm all that I have

Call me 1/2 but I think that I'm all that I have

Call me 1/2 but I think that I'm all that I have