In the town of Heart, where love once did thrive,
Now lies a ghost town, devoid of life.
The once vibrant colors, they all now dull and grey,
Reflection of love’s fading away.
The wind it howls, a mournful sigh,
As if the town did die.
The people who once lived, with delight,
Now wander alone, in the dead of that night.
The words we spoke, the promises we made,
All gone, like the wind, without a trace.
The trust that I had in you, the hope that we shared with you,
Shattered, like a mirror, beyond repair.
(It) Howls!
a mournful sigh,
where lovers once thrive... did die…
once lived…
Now wander alone, in the dead of that night.
The wind it howls, a mournful sigh,
As if the town did die.
The people who once lived, with delight,
Now wander alone, in the dead of that night.
The wind it howls, a mournful sigh,
As if the town did die.
The people who once lived, with delight,
Now wander alone, in the dead of that night.