This Is How My Heart Heard

This is how my heart heard
That little thing in tears they call the truth -
It said, Be done with her, she's done with you.
This is how my heart heard.

This is how my arms burn,
That used to hold her tight until the dawn.
And now they weep to find that she is gone.
This is how my heart heard.

I forgot the taste of fears
And how they haunt the lips you're kissing;
And how the soul can waste its tears
On someone who is missing.

And how I shed such tears but never cry,
This is how I, I want her,
And how I kiss her lips and taste good-bye.
This is how I, I want her.

I forgot the taste of fears
And how they haunt the lips you're kisisng;
And how love's just a waste of tears
On someone who is missing.

This is how I want her.
And how I shed such tears but never cry.
And how I tasted lips that kissed good-bye.
This is how my heart heard.
This is how my heart heard.

This is how my heart heard.
This is how my heart heard...