My heart's breakin' me
like I ain't been broke before,
and it feels good.
It feels good.
It feels good.
We should do this more.
I can't see your ears no more.
I fell in love with you when your hair was still short, but now
you've gone and matured
and I think someday you'll cut it.
Someday you'll cut it,
like we cut it short.
I can still see your face,.
Although the years may have forced some change.
And I know I'm no longer the same,
but I hope I don't show it.
I hope I don't show it.
But my heart's the same.
One by one they come and pass
in pairs of two we show we can't last.
I hope I don't show it (ooo)
I hope I don't show it.
My heart's the same.
Promise, promise, sweetheart,
fingers round in time,
and fingers round each other
and all of this in time.
But the cold ain't so cold
when you hold yourself
to me.