Broken Hearted Love
Russell Hitchcock
Lost myself in Mexico
At some dusty bar and grill
Time on my hands without her.
I guess I'm just another fool,
In this lonely room
Drowning the pain away,
Singing those sad, sad blues.
Chorus:
Well, here's to all the broken-hearted lovers in the world
I tip my glass to broken-hearted love.
Someone out there somewhere knows exactly how I feel.
Here's to you, the broken-hearted loves.
People come and people go.
Why they can't stay I'll never know...
All of those years remembered.
She left without a reason,
It brought me to my knees.
I almost see her now,
Dancing in the desert sea.
Chorus:
Well, here's to all the broken-hearted lovers in the world
I tip my glass to broken-hearted love.
Someone out there somewhere knows exactly how I feel.
Here's to you, the broken-hearted loves.
How could she go? What have we done?
Where has she gone with my heart?
I'm on my own again;
Sometimes strangers make the best of friends.
Chorus:
Well, here's to all the broken-hearted lovers in the world
I tip my glass to broken-hearted love.
Someone out there somewhere knows exactly how I feel.
Here's to you, the broken-hearted loves.
Repeat Chorus