Shelly Streeter - Purple Bows Тексты

If I told you a sad story 'bout my heart

I'd begin with how he tore it all apart

Maybe you would want to hold me oh, so close

If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows

If I held this heart up you could clearly see

All the damage that man he has done to me

Would you rescue me and never let me go

If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows

Sometimes a girl must pull out all the stops

Right or wrong, she's only got one shot

Well it's time to let my hair down, here I go

If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows

If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows

If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows