I keep running thru my mind
everything I said to you
I can never seem to find
anything that wasn't true
I guess there's something I can't see
something I don't know
to make you walk away from me
and I'd never even see ya go
Well it's tearing out my heart
and playing havoc with my soul
this ain't the way these things should start
burning bridges, turning cold
Now I sit here all alone
and I try to find some light
thru all the darkness in my soul
and make it thru another night
Now there's no place I can go
that I won't think of you
I can't stay here so I don't know
just what am I supposed to do
Well it's tearing out my heart
and playing havoc with my soul
it's hard to fall when you fall apart
burning bridges, turning cold
Copyright 2002 ~ Wingfield-McClelland
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