Bill Simmons


Lost Hearts


We've been married for fifteen years
We've carried our marriage along
It seems to me and what I now can see
Something is dreadfully wrong

It's supposed to be me loving you
And you believing in me
The way things are we both walk in the dark
From where love once used to be

It seems to me our love once was strong
Somehow we've drifted apart
Now I know and understand first hand
The definition of a cold cruel heart

Why can't we turn back the time
When I once knew you as mine
Where along the way did I fail
When was I ever so blind

It seems to me we've betrayed our vows
Along the way we've lost love somehow
Now here we are with both our lost hearts
Now sweetheart, what do we do now?

Submitted: Sunday, January 16, 2005

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