The Bends - The Bergamot

Time can harden your heart and tear it apart and turn it into sand

With weary eyes and weathered lines and no one would understand

That these eyes see the world felt her life slide through her growing hands

Just call the birds forget yourself and put your ambitions on the shelf

It’s no way to live don’t ask but give breeds nothing

But bitterness within your heart within your heart

Well, her heart has more love to give than she’ll ever know

Her heart has more love to give and she’s growing old

Yeah she’s growing old

When things get bad around you walls falling down too

I know what she’ll do

She’ll start again with some new friends

A new life so far from the bends

She’ll make her way cut off slack

Far away and never look back

Then one day she’ll turn and say

That I still love you all the same

And in her soul she will know feelings fade

But they never grow old

Well, her heart has more love to give than she’ll ever know

Her heart has more love to give and she’s growing old

Yeah, she’s growing old

Yeah, she’s growing old

Yeah, she’s growing old