Bread and Water Like some poor man's daughter No never for me Wine and Money called me honey And made me feel I was real Like a glass raised too many times I broke in two. I was walking around in pieces And I never even knew that the way back home to me Was the road I took to you. Winter saw me down and dragging my feet Through the snow Drinking feeling like I was living on the street With no place to go. And cracked in the cod I felt the cold come through. I was walking around in pieces And I never even knew that the way back home to me Was the road I took to you. And now somehow I've ended up with a cup so full. It's overflowing all the time I know that there is nothing i can hold in my hand. And it feels so good to me Just being true I was walking around in pieces And I never even knew that the way back home to me Was the road I took to you. That the way back home to me Was the road I took to you.