Some nights I lay in bed and cry
Wondering when I'll hear from him again
Wondering why I cry....
Remembering his sweet soft little lies
Tears drowning my eyes
I think to myself... One day he'll see
How much he hurt me
I think to myself... One day I'll be free
This was the risk I took from the start
Now I've got to mend my broken heart
Turn my sad tears into tears of joy
I just want to mend my broken heart
Someone to care, to share their love
To mend my broken heart
And then... you were there..
Playing your sweet music, holding your guitar
I took one look and knew.. I wouldn't have to go far..
You could mend my broken heart
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