The Heart

The heart is a funny thing

With a mind all its own

It withers like a garden

Left untended and alone

And the thorns of loneliness invade

And destroy what they can't steal

So easy to hurt

But oh so hard to heal

I know, I've had it happen to me

Time and time again

And it feels just like being turned down

But your one and only friend

So don't fool yourself by saying

That it won't hurt

The pain's not real

So easy to hurt

But oh so hard to heal

So don't fool yourself by saying

It won't hurt

The pain's not real

So easy to hurt

But oh so hard to heal

So easy to hurt

But oh so hard to heal

Hard to heal

Hard to heal