You gave up
I kept going
Building a dam
Can't even stop my love from overflowing
Do you think our love was merely a dream?
If you asked me to pinch you I would
If it means getting back with you
I would do what ever I could
I should be a meteorologist
"I predict light showers, broken hearts,
Pain filled nights, darkened days,
And endings before anything really starts."
Or maybe I could be a traffic reporter,
"There's a crash on I-25,
Sadly, two teenage hearts happened to collide,
The girls alright,but the boy is struggling to stay alive."
What about a news anchor?
"This just in,
A boy's heart has been broken in two,
Now, the police must decide if this is a crime or a mere sin."
Pick which ever one you like
I'd do well at any of them it's safe to say
So long as this is the city of broken hearts
I'll be sending you my resume
