Pamela Rose, Mimi Fox, 2009

There should be a phrase for neither brokenhearted,
Nor ready for the next romance,
In between the day when she departed
And the night he longs again to dance

He'll sit back and act amused,
Then politely be excused,
It's not exactly called the blues
He's bruised around the heart

What started out as love became what they pretended
Passion cooled, then came the snow
It was over long before it ended
But sometimes it's hard to let it go

Friends stop by in threes and twos
To talk and drop the latest news
He hears her name and gets confused
He's bruised around the heart

There should be a phrase for hearts that are not jaded
Though still afraid to open much
'Till the time when memories have faded
He may still be tender to the touch

Women with a night to lose
Call him up, but they're refused
His dreams are still a little used
When will the music start?
He's bruised around the heart
Let the music start...

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