When a heart is broken
And no answers have been spoken
A part of you becomes lost
Not knowing what roads you have crossed
That love seems hopeless
That our mind can’t focus
On the things that matter
That our heart feels like it’s going to shatter
That we start to question the words that have been spoken
How do we mend a heart that is already broken?
How do we shape it to something of beauty?
How do let others know that love is not just a duty?
That love is a privilege
That it forms an image
Of hope in each one of our lives
So that we may someday be husbands and wives
And that’s how you mend a broken heart
So that the two you will never fall apart