I know, it's true, you have a good heart.
It took a beating but it still works.
You love attention, but ignore me.
I'd try a little harder but I've run dry.
I know love is nothing we share.
But, honest, I gave my best not to care.
It's such a backwards thing for me to say.
While I'm so busy pushing you away.
I miss the times we spent,
underneath the bridge in the winter,
snow and where the cars pass overhead,
with shining lights they pass on by.
It's a cold night,
but you make me feel so warm.
You play me every chance you get,
and I couldn't fight it if I tried.
So baby won't you give it up,
and let your heart slide.
I'll catch it when you fall,
I'll take you by my side.
It's one of my favourite places.