By michael mcdonald
Broken heart, bloodshot stare,
Signs of a fool who cared too much
Now she?s gone and he can?t remember
How to live without her touch
Hopin? to die but surely livin? to tell
?cause ...
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked ...
(originally by Don Henley)
I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear
But I knew that it would come
An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone
She said you found someone
And I thought o ...