How the heart aches
In the darkest night
When life seems so complicated
And I wish I could be sedated
To sleepy slumbers.
Loneliness makes the saddest chord
Heartache cuts the string
And all I can see is confusion
How to get the fusion?
How to be me
When everybody wants me to be someone else
I could read a hundred books and tell you
About a million artists, a million stories about
The world and cities and why and how and
Who but I’m just me – just me.
The sky has no colour tonight
And I long for the shore of an island
For purples and reds and pinks
And for my heart not to be sinking
On drowning boat out on the sea.
How life takes you into its claws
Then throws you back out so quick
How the world goes so slow yet so fast
How the heart breaks
How the heart aches.