hang up the phone with a sigh,
Again there are those tears that I cry.
I have heard it all before,
Heard the promises ring as you walked out the door.
You promised me many things,
Like happiness and flights on butterfly wings.
Somewhere those promises died,
Again I am left with tears to cry.
Broken Promises and broken dreams,
That's the way it always is, it seems.
How can I hold on to the magic happiness,
And the memories of your touch?
Life is full of pain and empty scenes,
Life is filled with broken dreams.
Life is sometimes living alone,
And that's what my life is now that you're gone.
Broken Promises and broken dreams,
That's the way it always is, it seems.
How can I hold on to the magic happiness,
And the memories of your touch?
I turn to you with a smile,
Knowing that deep inside that the love will stay,
As you walk that last mile.
Remember the broken promises you threw this way.
Broken Promises and broken dreams,
That's the way it always is, it seems.
How can I hold on to the magic happiness,
And the memories of your touch?
KinkyScreams 2002 ©
