"Broken"
Angie Aparo

We are hard to handle now... Shouldn't seem unusual
Still I really don't know how... Sun and rain are beautiful

It's all a mystery
You can see what you want to see
It's a fine line between it all
But that's alright it used to be beautiful

I don't remember the last word spoken, no
I don't remember anyone's arms open, no
But I remember your face, yeah
And I remember that place
Broken, Broken, Broken.

I hold the white dove in my hand... Still you're not embraceable
I guess you know we could be friends... If our past was eraceable

It's all a mystery
There's a time for everything
And a reason why the white dove flies
And even though, she still looks beautiful

I don't remember the last word spoken, no
I don't remember anyone's arms open, no
But I remember your face,
And I remember that place
Broken.

Last night on my radio they played a song to you and me.
Someone had a broken heart and someone could not let it be.
I don't call you sweetheart...
But there's still a time for everything.

I don't remember the last word spoken. no
I don't remember anyone's arms open, no
But I remember your face, your face...oh
And I remember that place
Broken.