(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...