What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?
Previously I shared with you the youtube video.
Since then, I have not been able to find this album - Post War by M. Ward - anywhere in Singapore.
Well, Yeow Kai Chai has since reviewed it in Ass Tee Life! section....so where the hyell did he get his copy?
So what was it that made you fall in love?
A deadly spark that burst into flames or a gentle breeze that rekindled the embers?
A gossamer crimsoned? An inapproriate action? A teasing question?
And what was it that broke your heart?
A slow unravel caused by perfidiousness or a languish arising from misguided intentions.
Misplaced trust? Illusioned fronts? Or the delusion that all true love have a fairy tale ending?
Chinese Translation
I sailed a wild, wild sea
climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met a old, old man
beneath a weeping willow tree
He said now if you got some questions
go and lay them at my feet
but my time here is brief
so you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?
And how can a man like me remain in the light?
And if life is really as short as they say
then why is the night so long?
And then the sun went down
and he sang for me this song
See I once was a young fool like you
afraid to do the things
that I knew I had to do
So I played an escapade just like you
I played an escapade just like you
I sailed a wild, wild sea
climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met an old, old man
he sat beneath a sapling tree
He said now if you got some questions
go and lay them at my feet
but my time here is brief
so you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?
And how can a man like me remain in the light?
And if life is really as short as they say
then why is the night so long?
And then the sun went down
and he played for me this song
M. Ward
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