I play the song,
That was our own,
Your photograph's by my side.
I know I can't forget you,
So I don't even try.
The note you left,
Is in my hand.
I read again what you say.
You're sorry but you love him,
And you've both gone away.
This is the story, of a man
Who's world has fallen apart,
And it's the story,
That is breaking my heart.
An open fire,
My favourite chair,
I get a book from the shelf.
But the words I am reading,
Could apply to myself.
This is the story, of a man
Who's world is falling apart,
And it's the story,
That is breaking my heart.
It's the story,
That is breaking my heart,
Yes it's the story,
That is breaking my heart