(Max D. Barnes - Skip Ewing)

Pieces of you all scattered around
Pieces of love that's all over now
What can I do, I'll never be free
With pieces of you all over me.

There's a letter in the dresser
And a picture in the hall
There's my memory to remind me
And heartaches you left layin' wall to wall.

Pieces of you all scattered around
Pieces of love that's all over now
What can I do, I'll never be free
With pieces of you all over me.

--- Instrumental ---

There's nothing really left for me to cling to
But these pieces of a dream that fell apart
And living's slowly killin' me without you
Not to mention what it's doing to my heart.

What can I do, I'll never be free
With pieces of you all over me...