There's a tear drop in my heart.
Of one thing torn apart.
A love that was so true,
something that was made of up of me and you.
You had to go and make things not alright, and make me cry these tears all night.
To wish I hadn't kissed you so many times.
To wish I hadn't made up so many rhymes with your name inside.
To make me so sad and a little glad to take all the letters you wrote to me, to put them in a pile and to make it all worth while, I burnt them to suppress my feelings.
Theres a tear drop in my heart.
Of one thing torn apart.
A love that was so true.
Something that was made up of me and you.
