Gary Moore. Empty rooms (№ 372613)

A broken heart that just WAN't mend
Is the price you pay
It's hard to take when love grows old
The days are long and the nights turn cold
When it fades away
You hope that she will change your mind
But the days drift on and on
You'll never know the reason why she's gone.
Broken heart that cannot be cured-
This is the price you pay.
Hard to accept that love grows old.
The days are long and nights are cold
When she was leaving.
You hope that she'll change her mind,
But as the days pass,
And you'll never know why she left.