Jonnieponken

What becomes of the broken hearted?

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart

She wears short skirts
I wear t-shirts

So I drive home alone
As I turn out the light
I put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight

He tells me about his night
And I count the colours in his eyes

I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me

We could be a beautiful
Miracle
Unbelieveable
Instead of just invisible

What do you say when words are not enough?