And how cruel is it
Time & the world will rip each other apart.
Rip people apart.
But yet time is the one that heals a broken heart?
In the eyes of those who cry
Is the secret promise they whisper
Where they cross their heart & hope to die.
But it's the gentle sigh
That comes with the grief
After another robbery from the heart thief.
Now, my love, all you can do is cry
And hope one day you'll find your eyes dry.
