Cross of Broken Dreams
As I hang on my cross of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
But happiness is but just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed
Nothing left but to writhe and squirm
Wrists cruelly nailed to patibulum firm
Maybe
Crosses of death stand all around
their naked victims make but little sound
My heartache grows ever stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer
I look up to the sky, searching for light
Cold and forlorn, no comfort in sight
Nailed to the wood and goin' nowhere
I hope and pray for someone to care
What becomes of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed
I know my soul will be lost today
Life and happiness will just drift away
Help me, please
I'm searching though I don't succeed
For someone's love there's an aching need
But the end is near, every labored breath painful
As I search in vain for anything meaningful
Now what becomes of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed
I know I've been condemned to die
If only someone could tell me why
Now what becomes of the broken-hearted
Tell me
What becomes of the broken-hearted
Tell me, tell me
What becomes of the broken-hearted
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Oooh...
The broken-hearted
Now departed
*****
Barbaria 2015
(with apologies to Jimmy Ruffin)