Lyrics Dan Fogelberg

Dan Fogelberg

Promises Made

Promises made

Promises broken

Measures of our demise

Secrets of souls that

Rarely get spoken

Pleasure's a thin disguise.

Dozens of ways

Dozens of reasons

Shielding our hearts from pain

Riddles of romance

That distance may yet explain.

Certain of nothing

So fearful of love

Nobody seems to show you enough

Over and over

The scenes are replayed

And once again

Those promises made.

Feeling forsaken

Broken in two

How did this ever happen to you?

Taken for granted

Bruised and betrayed

Lonely survivors

These promises made.

Dozens of ways

Dozens of reasons

Shielding our hearts from pain

Riddles of romance

That distance may yet explain.

Certain of nothing

You're so damn fearful of love

Nobody seems to show you enough

Over and over

The scenes are replayed

And once again

Those promises made.