Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: The Waking Hours. Hearts.

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You may not know this but I'm in a rut,
My heart is falling to pieces...

So you think you're getting over hiding your face from the crowd,
Everyone around you tries to tell you who you've gotta be,
You might just get it wrong,

But the more you take the less you give,
And this much I'm sure that I know,
You fall apart and fall down,
And everyone's turning me in...

Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend...

So you think you're getting older,
Well don't throw your hand in this round,
Open up and turn around and tell me what you think you see,
You might just get it wrong,

The more you take the less you give,
And this much I'm sure that I know,
You fall apart and fall down,
And everyone's turning me in...

Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend...

The more you take the less you give,
And this much I'm sure that I know,
You fall apart and fall down,
And everyone's turning me in...

Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend they just break down again,
Hearts never mend...

Hearts never mend...

Hearts never mend...

Hearts never mend...

Hearts never mend...

Hearts never mend...

Bye bye...
The Waking Hours