You are my broken melody, a song left unsung
A single piece of thread that's been unstrung
You are the astray-ed rhythm in my lively dance
That music only to be completed in a trance.

If you're not willing to Cry for Love
Then you don't deserve True Love.

I won't be hoping, I won't be waiting anymore
And I won't shed these tears just like before
I won't be loving you but I ain't closing my door
I'll no longer be an option and I won't ask for more