in that life that was your wonderland
you wanted the world to see
wanted them to see your brand
of what it meant to be free
and in that spectacle of your land
you somehow managed to see me

you took me by the hand
and whispered you wanted me
wanted me to go and join you in the land
of just you and me
i wanted to go and make my stand
thinking it was meant to be

but when I was there and ready to go
you showed up and said no

you filled all my hopes and dreams
you became the star in my sky
you had me hanging every day
hoping to see you walk by

you knew what you meant to me
you saw how much i loved you
and yet you let it all slip by

you watched as i fell apart for you

you were not the end of me
you taught me to be strong

because of you i found real love
and you found love only in a bottle

what happens to broken hearts?

do they crumble in on themselves
and do not heal?
or do they spiral down
emotions like a wheel?

do broken hearts
forget how to feel?
or do they become as
cold and hard as steel?