The worst that I’ve ever been hurt in my life
The first time I ever wanted to die was the night
When you told me you loved someone new
And asked me if I could forget
When I stop dreaming
That’s when I’ll stop loving you
I’d be like a flower unwanted in spring
Alone and neglected, transplanted in vain
To a garden of sadness where it’s pedals will fall
In the shadow of undying pain
You can teach the flowers to bloom in the snow
You may take a pebble and teach it to grow
You can teach all the raindrops to return to the clouds
But you can’t teach my heart to forget