NEXT IN LINE

Why do I feel that my heart
Will always be next in line?
Why do I still pray for love
When it has always been so mean?
Why does time take so long
To heal a broken heart?
Why did she say that this love
Would someday tear us apart?

Why so wrong when it feels so right?

Why do I feel that my heartWill always be next in line?Why do I still pray for loveWhen it has always been so mean?Why does time take so longTo heal a broken heart?Why did she say that this loveWould someday tear us apart? Why so wrong when it feels so right?