Broken Promises

Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust,
Go where you will, do what you must.
The promise was made, your word was enough.
We had dreams, visions and plans.
Into the night,, out of our hands
Letting our passion fulfill our demands.
I remember those songs on the radio:
The jasmine, The wind in your hair…
Does it seem like so long ago?

Broken promises,
Is it written in stone that we wind up alone? Whoa!
Broken promises
And a heart that recalls
When the promise was all that we had.

Into the dust reckless we rode.
Secret desire, talking in code...
Bitter-sweet madness, the stories unfold...
I remember those songs on the radio.
The jasmine, the wind in your hair…
And how it hurts to remember those!

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Broken promises,
Is it written in stone that we wind up alone? Whoa! Broken promises
And a heart that recalls
When the promise was all that we had.