hearts
are broken...
A cluster of engraved birches
personifies a love of old...
.
in the rain...
I was all about her (but she was all about her...
I shared my passion, my wealth...
What do you call a heartbreak
That feels like your heart ain't there anymore...
You speak the words, but where is the action?
You touch me all over, but there's no passion...
I remember the way we were,
The ups and downs we shared together...
Gone To Sea (paradell)
Bess told John goodbye then sailed away...
Reflect I beg on how I used to swoon
On your sweet words that held me far aloft...
I saw my love standing there on the edge of cliffs...
She turned to look at me and asked, "Desmond, are...
Love
is not...
Our love was conceived by forbidden and lustful...
So your heart came to me with tattered ties...