If I had to count the tears I’ve shed for you
If I had to find a reason to leave
I’ll have millions and millions, but
They don’t mean a thing.
What’s real for me, is the love I had once
I was the Cinderella dancing around in my shiny gown
I had the thought of you coming with a glass slipper, baby
You did, you stumbled and it fell on the ground
Shattering my heart like the glass, you took so granted for
And there, I lost you baby, and I lost myself more.
Got down to hold the pieces of my broken heart
Those bits gave me wounds and scary scars
“How will I find myself in this pain? When the one I loved more than anyone has left me again?”
Tears and tears, a million years.
And, yet, I still love you.