This heart's not mine to give away,
you stole it from me yesterday.
I wouldn't really mind
if only you'd been kind
and not made it hurt so bad today.

Last night you said so many things;
they made me laugh and made me sing.
Everything was right.
What a glorious night!
I dreamed of what today would bring.

When I awoke I found you gone;
you must have left in the early dawn.
I saw what you wrote...
a one-time lover's note,
"Sorry, but I have to run along."

I guess, for you, it was a simple game,
but now I'll never be the same.
You helped me learn
how hot love can burn,
but I think you only love the flames.