A Song for the Brokenhearted

They want to know They want to know What it sounds like They want to feel They want to feel What it feels like They want to know They want to know What it looks like I can write, I can write, I I can write, I can write, I I can write, I can write (I, I, I, I, I) A Song for the Brokenhearted Picture if you will you laying there waiting for Your lover to come home and make sweet love to you Now slowly he is walking in undressing only to just settle in And he won't even touch you And when he finally does Its only to touch And only to feel That he just don't want you Just so he'll compare To where He's been with another lover They want to know They want to know What it sounds like They want to feel They want to feel What it feels like They want to know They want to know What it looks like I can write, I can write, I I can write, I can write, I I can write, I can write (I, I, I, I, I) A Song for the Brokenhearted And think on this Reaching just to hug and kiss Only just to reminisce On all the good times that you two have shared But he only shuts it down Mainly cause he ain't around Building a world with someone else You bending over backwards You using all the kind words Exhausting your energies You doing everything you can Just so he can see how much you care And where he says he wants to be Is not here with me You in love lonely They want to know They want to know What it sounds like They want to feel They want to feel What it feels like They want to know They want to know What it looks like I can write, I can write, I I can write, I can write, I I can write, I can write (I, I, I, I, I) A Song for the Brokenhearted