Paper Hearts

Cave Street

Harmonica by Dr. K

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Paper hearts in your window
paper hearts on your door
Paper hearts ripped in pieces
And Strewn across the floor

but who am I to question
The intentions of old
These hearts made of paper
Are just things to be sold

They don’t mean the same thing
That they did before
And now it’s time for me to get up
And pick my heart up off the floor

Gonna pick up these paper hearts
Gonna pick up and make a new start
Gonna pick up my broken heart
Gonna pick up and make a fresh start

RPM 2011