Broken hearts and rainy days
They always get me down...

On a moonlit night that wasn't so
For a heavy fog covered her glow...

I'm a poet on the piano
And an aegis hollow dreamer...

I write your name in the sand
With these teardrops that I cry...

Like a broken seam
That's been ripped apart...

Can a burnt down heart
Rekindle from ashes old...

It rolls off your tongue
Like anything else...

Hearts are made
To fall like balloons...

What if the true meaning of love
Was offically finally defined...

A heart and A violin
Have tightly strung strings...

Can a broken heart really mend
Can it be stitched back together...

It's seven chosen colors
With overlapping hands...