A former latin american exile writes about life..

Ok so I gave up a comfy boring life to go live in South America. Lots have suggested that I write about my experiences, so here it finally is.

Friday, February 23, 2007

It's got nothing to do with romance...

These lyrics resonate particularly well with me today and fit in with where I'm at emotionally.

Danielle Bollinger (When the broken-hearted love again)
I know a man who hides out in his room
His only friends are silence and gloom
I don’t know what reduced him to this phase
I only pray for him to find the strength
The strength he needs for his survival
To make it to this days arrival

They’ll be singin’ till the night comes to an end
When the broken hearted love again
Every angel up in heaven will be sent
When the broken hearted love again
This is gonna be a party like it’s never been
When the broken hearted love again
All the broken hearted people
When the broken hearted love again

I know a girl who thinks she sold her soul
Sold it to a man whose hands were cold



But ever night before she goes to bed
She hears the sweetest voices in her head
Telling her it’s time to start living
Telling her that all, all, all, all,all,all,all will be forgiven

They’ll be singin’ till the night comes to an end
When the broken hearted love again
Every angel up in heaven will be sent
When the broken hearted love again
This is gonna be a party like it’s never been
When the broken hearted love again
All the broken hearted people
When the broken hearted love again

Gonna be a party like it’s never been

They’ll be singin’ till the night comes to an end
When the broken hearted love again
Every angel up in heaven will be sent
When the broken hearted love again
This is gonna be a party like it’s never been
When the broken hearted love again
All the broken hearted people
When the broken hearted love again x3

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