What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted

Oh, Jimmy Ruffin song for ya
(One, two)

As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Love's happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion

So what becomes of a broken hearted
Who have love that's now departed
I know I got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, help me please (oo, oo, oo)

The roots of love grow all around (all around)
But for me they come tumbling down (comes tumbling down)
Every day heartache grows all gettin' stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer

I walk in shadow, I'm searching for light (searching for light)
Cold and alone, no comfort in sight
Hopin' and prayin' for someone who'll care
Always moving and going nowhere

What becomes of a broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed
I know I got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, help me, please, oh (oo, oo, oo)

I'm searching though I don't succeed (don't succeed)
In someone else, there's a growing need (such a growing need)
All that's left, there's no place for beginning, come on
All that's left then is an unhappy ending

Oh, what becomes of a broken hearted
Who has love that's now departed
I know I got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
I've been searching everywhere
Just to find someone who'll care
I've been looking everywhere
I know I'm gonna find a way

Who has loss that's now departed
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind (I know I got to find you baby)
I've been searching everywhere
Just to find someone who'll care

What becomes of a broken hearted
Who has loss that's now departed
I know I got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
I've been searching everywhere
Just to find someone who'll care

Ah, you know, this is, I have to tell ya
So you know what my feelings are
But I came in and I seen the tables
I said "Do you think the tables are a bit much?"
And he said "They could get a bit rowdy if we take them out"
I personally thought it was just things you could chuck at eachother later on as the set warmed up

So you know what my feelings are
It's a soul show, you're supposed to dance, should be a dance floor here
So I reckon, you can probably sorta just stack 'em up on eachother, have 'em slide to the side
I'm sure the management won't mind
Come on



Credits
Writer(s): James Dean, William Weatherspoon, Paul Riser
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