Whispers of love that pass
On by
Turning heads when they try
To capture the heart and soul of one
Just to fall and come undone
How could you hold a hand that is cold
No fire inside for love to hold
Dashed upon the rocks of hate
Eyes now close
Has time run late
One more chance you granted love
But how you were blind
By the heavens above
But now dark clouds roll on in
And anger drives
This wicked sin
Revenge sits on the lips so red
But at night alone in bed
You cry and hurt
For all that's said
And drift off
To a heart that's dead