red, my eyes are red
from crying all alone in my bed
grey, the skies are grey
from the storm clouds that gather
and block the sun's rays
and blue, my world is blue
from living so long without you

but all the king's horses
and all the king's men
could never put my broken heart
together again
still a smile from you
has my heart on the mend
even though i know you'll go
and break my heart again

i know that you are leaving
and it's time for me to start believing
that you have really gone
i've got to pick up the pieces
and try to carry on

but all the king's horses
and all the king's men
could never put my broken heart
together again
still a smile from you
has my heart on the mend
even though i know you'll go
and break my heart again

even though i know you'll go
and break my heart again

06/01/1988

Author's Note: ah...the loss of first love

Posted on 10/27/2006
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