Vonda Shepard - What Becomes Of The Brokenhearted

It won't be easy,
you think it's strange.
When I try to explain how I feel.
That I still need your love after all that I've done.
You won't believe me,
all you will see is a girl you once new,
allthough she dressed up to the night.
At sixes and sevens with you.

I have to let it happen,
I have to change.
Couldn't stay all my life down at here.
Looking out of the window staying out of the sun.
So I chose freedom, running around trying everything new.
But nothing impressed me at all.
I never expected it to.......

Don't cry for me argentina.
The truth is I never left you.
All through my wild days,
my mad existence.
I kept my promise,
don't keep your distance.

And asked for fortune,
and asked for fame.
And never invited them in.
Though it seemed, to the world,
that we are all I desired.

They are illusions.
They are not the sellutions they promised to be.
The answer was here all the time.
I love you and hope you love me.

Don't cry for me argentina.

Don't cry for me argentina.
The truth is I never left you.
All through my wild days,
My mad existence.
I kept my promise,
Don't keep your distance.

Have I said to much.
There's nothing more I can think of,
to say to you.
But all you have to do.
Is look at me to know,
that every word is true.