Tears On the Wind
Too often the nights were spent
Crying myself to sleep
Too often my heart was broken
For the promises he didn't keep
It took me years to build up
After he'd torn so much apart
But Jesus reached out to hold me
And pieced together my broken heart
When I think back and remember
The hard way it had to end
Those tears came from a broken place
But now... Now they're just tears on the wind
Copyright © Bethany St John | Year Posted 2014
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