Well my heart is growin’, it’s bearing wings
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Despite all the pain that you can bring to a heart, a heart so true
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Like the one in you,
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Now my heart has got, bearing wings, they are dead, and left this fool’s heart in pain
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But I want a heart so true, like the one in you.
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And now I know, we’re still kids, but that don’t change the things I did,
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The pain girl, this poor heartache, now I’m not worth it and you’ll realize it, someday down the line.
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Well my hearts flying, off the ground, but it’ll sure come crashing back down.
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When it does, well I won’t have you and your heart so true.
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And now I know, were still kids, but that don’t change, the things I did, to make your poor heartache.
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I’m not worth it and you’ll realize it, someday, down the line.
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And now I know were still little kids, no you can’t forgive the things I did, you’ll find another heart so true and you’ll break that poor boy’s heart right on to, down the line
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On down the line, on down the line.
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Poor Heartache
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| Lucero |
