Broken promises, broken hearts,
I feel our lives slowly falling apart.
I think it’s time that we make a new start
Of these broken promises, broken hearts.
There was a time when I called you my own,
But now I find that I’m living alone.
I guess we told each other too many lies.
Now we can’t look each other in the eyes.
I promised you I would give you the world.
You promised me you would be my girl.
We used to think that we had everything,
But now find we don’t have anything.
I wish that we could start all over again,
And live our lives the way they should have been.
I wish that I had never told you goodbye.
Why don’t we both give it one more try?
If we’ll be honest about the way we feel,
I’m sure we’ll find that our love is real.
It’s not too late for us to realize
That we can’t make it through the rest of our lives.
July 18, 1994
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