Из альбома: Another Journal Entry
Broken heart one more time
Pick yourself up why even cry?
Broken pieces in your hand
Wonder how you'll make it whole
You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
and mend this porcelian heart of mine, of mine
Someone said a broken heart
Would sting at first then make you stronger
I wonder why this pain remains
Were hearts made whole just to break
You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
and mend this porcelian heart of mine
Creator only you take brokeness
And create it into beauty once again
You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
And mend this porcelian heart, please mend this porcelian heart of mine
Of mine
Creator mend this heart