I used to cry

I used to cry alone

Watch my face as I grew older

Reflect the world I've known



The kind of love that I would need

Tasted too bittersweet to me



I used to wonder

What it was I did wrong

No amount of conversation

Could keep me holding on



The kind of love ...



Every little tear

That ever used to fall

Broke most of my resistance

That's the cruelest twist of all



The kind of love ...



Don't look back

I don't stop to hang around

Don't except the disappointment

Relationships I have found



The kind of love