I’ve sensed it long before but now you do admit it
and tell me the secret of half of yours.
You’ve never given your whole heart to anyone,
always jumping in and out from one to one,
hoping you will be just saved by some.
Your heart is not as cold as you say,
as it is broken and divided on two-way.
I believe it’s your fear and self-esteem,
blocking you from happiness beam.
But for sure that was not anyone faults back then
or either now all mine love for you.
You’ve made your decision now and then,
how caught or free you will be again and again.
So lost and so broken hearted.
What are you going to do?
Roots of every heart are looking for soul to be feed,
You’ve planted your seeds everywhere,
hoping you will grow in love somewhere.
But not every soil is ready to conceive
the happiness of growth to appear.
Even smaller chance to get happy
by the dance of just one half.
You can try but cannot survive
with broken and divided heart.
Of that, I’m pretty sure.
I’m watching you for a longer time.
Now grabbing your loneliness and silence,
thinking somehow you will make true.
But I know from my past only time heals all hearts.
I can withstand all hours that I have in my life left,
but I can’t and I won’t wait,
to get your other half healed by someone else.
For sure not again, playing your way.
So lost and so broken hearted.
What are you going to do?
So lost and so broken hearted.
What are you going to do?