When I read his letter It was the sweetest thing I'd seen The words were full of emotion Such romantic poetry But how was I to know This passion from his soul Was never meant for me
It took the wind from my sails The stars from my eyes My pride and dignity It took the breath from my body The beat from my heart How could he do this to me?
I never read better Words, like a symphony Where did he learn Such finer feelings He never wasted them on me It opened up my eyes When I read between the lines These words were not for me
It took the wind from my sails The stars from my eyes My pride and dignity It took the breath from my body The beat from my heart How could he do this to me? It took the sun from the sky The moon in the night And everything I once believed It took the breath from my body The beat from my heart How could he do this to me?
But how was I to know This passion from his soul Was never meant for me
It took the wind from my sails The stars from my eyes My pride and dignity It took the breath from my body The beat from my heart How could he do this to me? It took the sun from the sky The moon in the night And everything I once believed It took the breath from my body The beat from my heart How could he do this to me?...