nothing quite as painful

Its a feeling truly inevitable 
Like sunrise at dawn 
Or sunset at night, 
A day will come, 
When grey clouds will linger 
and the heart will ache 
With tears so strong, so bitter 
That one will see that 
There is nothing quite as painful 
Quite as awful 
As sleeping with a broken heart 

Many have cried 
Over a broken nail 
Or an aching tooth 
A lost battle 
Or a lasting war 
An aching head 
Or a painful bone 
But nothing is quite as painful 
Quite as awful 
As the throb of a broken heart 

That slow firm spin 
That lingers for a while 
That sobbing sound 
Groomed by the deepest pain 
No-one quite understands 
Those tears that burn 
Or that heart that bleeds 
Some wounds may heal, 
Some may fade, 
this one stops bleeding 
But still remains 
Droughts may strike 
And floods may come 
But there is nothing quite as painful 
Quite as awful 
As sleeping with a broken heart