A heart once broke and torn
slowly starts to heal.
The pieces come together
and once again the heart can feel.
A heart that swore to never trust
begins to change its mind
and slowly all the walls come down.
The heart begins to find.
The heart that once was bruised by love
regains what once was lost.
All the negativity
into the air is tossed.
The heart once bad is turning good
and feeling every beat.
The price to pay was letting go
to be swept off the feet.
The heart is still alive inside
when it was once thought dead.
All things that tore and broke it down
have been removed instead.
And for the heart that use to love
but eventually changed its mind
there is such a thing as better days
and thats what the heart must find..
