| The Silver Heart The silver heart, of eternal light, It�s been torn apart. Once a work of art, true love it did invite, the silver heart. Never again to start, happiness and delight. It�s been torn apart. Now it only does impart loneliness and fright, the silver heart. From this we must depart and this sorrowful sight. It�s been torn apart. A new course we�ll chart, beyond the moonlight. The silver heart, It�s been torn apart. �2002 Crystal Rose |
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