what becomes of the broken-hearted?

as i walk this land of broken dreams

i have visions of many things

but happiness is just an illusion

filled with sadness and confusion

what becomes of the brokenhearted

who have love that's now departed?

i know i've got to find some kind of peace in mind

help me

the roots of love grow all around

but for me they come a-tumbling down

every heartache grows a little stronger

i can't stand this pain much longer

i walk in shadows searching for life

cold and alone

no comfort inside

hoping and praying for someone who cares

always moving but going nowhere

i'm searching

though i don't succeed

all is last

i can see no beginning

all that's left is an unhappy ending

as i walk this land of broken dreams

i have visions of many things

but happiness is just an illusion

filled with sadness and confusion