I am my mother's daughter Most can tell They say it is a likeness of the eyes Less of the color More how we see Beauty in what's cast aside Bring me a vase of dandelions and queen anne's lace Bring me a heart that's torn and tired and I will love you I built me a life out of pieces I could find Not much to covet but it's my own I kept my arms wide a harbor in a storm Welcome the abandoned and alone Bring me a vase of dandelions and queen anne's lace Bring me a heart thats torn and tired and I will love you I fell for a man in tattered garb A man who seemed to love until it hurt His favorite clothes had holes in them I want to be that faded shirt I hang to believing he'll love me that way He'll love me for all of my scars We're all just searching, seeking harbor, For someone who will love us as we are