The Broken Heart's Delight

There was a better day, unlike today,

where the vision inside decided to stay

Took the words that were true and the picture of you

to the room where they rotted away

And then I headed back to find out how it all began

Now I know this pen will never leave my hand

Won’t you sing me to sleep, I cannot stand the leak

from the faucet that runs dry;

it drips like the tear from my eye

I kept the hope deep inside to keep you alive

Though my arm hurts from writing, my heart’s paralyzed

It continues to serve me although I’m not worthy,

I can’t help but feel intertwined

I found it started with a feeling that has broken, has broken down

On the verge of running now I’m leaving, I’m leaving town

I feel cheated, borderline defeated

I feel empty, there’s nothing that can help me

Paint a picture of a certain kind of love and throw it all away

Help me figure out what this is all about; we’re both in this to stay

Run away, get away, start to say “I’m OK”

Distance has no meaning when the truth just goes on,

and on, and on, and on with you

I’m singing songs of the broken heart’s delight,

a message sent to your stereo tonight

It takes some time when you think

that you have won the journey back that you’ve only just begun