• A small drop of water falls to my feet,
    As I look up with soulless eyes.
    I realize that all you love, will soon go away,
    So get ready to say good bye.


    Again I am broken and no one is there,
    To pick up my shattered parts.
    No matter how hard I try to love,
    I will only be a broken heart.


    For no one has come with a string in hand,
    And a needle, ready to mend.
    For no one has been there in the times,
    I desperately need a friend.


    I’ve held my hand out waiting for the day,
    I’ll get a hand in return.
    For love is the only thing a broken heart,
    Really desperately yearns.


    I know that one day someone will come,
    Who will help me up from this fall.
    Till then I will play with this old broken heart,
    Which contains no love at all.