Mending My Broken Heart

Jarrett Osborn

I hear the whispers again, so best I start
Mending my broken heart

I’ve gone to weaving again, needle and thread
Mending my aching head

Can’t you tell I just wanted to love you, but you were making other plans
So fare thee well and remember the times I held your hand

So, you wrote the story, and I’ll play my part
Mending my broken heart