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images of broken glass all red
I think those broken pieces are
all that remains of my heart
can't concentrate on my self
there is nothing anymore isolated,
ignored
sharp fragments all over the city remind me you're not with me
I am only imagining
You can sympathize and realize
I want to gather it again
If you'll only let me
rebuild
images of broken glass all red
I think those broken pieces are
all that remains of myheart
can't concentrate on myself
there is nothing anymore isolated,
ignored
sharp fragments all over the city remind me you're not with me
I am O N L Y i m a g i n i n g
you can sympathize and realize
I want to gather it again If you'll only let me
rebuild
What happens to a heart
when love breaks?
Does it fade into a shadow of remorse, when it aches?
Or can it fly to the sky like a bird,
Lighter than ever, stronger too
Oh I think a heart always learns to come through.
We were like children lost in our own dream
We never knew love's a garden and hard to grow
We thought the magic would lead us upstream
But we fell,
it's not our fault, it's how currents flow
Even though it's hard to know you are leaving this picture
You remain another memory of summer when we loved
Even the inter cold feels warm
Shining with light from all I kept inside from you
That is how the heart can live
On An On
What happens to a heart
love ends?
Does it fade into a shadow of remorse when it bends?
Or can it fly to the sky like a bird,
Lighter than ever, stronger too
Oh I think the heart always learns to come through.
Ohhhh
Where do the teardrops go
when they dry?
Do they follow all the raindrops and return to the sky?
Even a sparrow with broken wings,
looks to the sun and finds a song
Oh I think the heart always learns to be strong.
Ohhh where did the sorrow go?
Who gave me back the sun, I don't know?
Opening my eyes, I see blue skies.