Chorale: "You know, if you break my heart" I'll Be Back-Pop Symphony Of Los Angeles

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky Never revealing their depth And tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life Rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed And you're my survival, you're my living proof My love is alive and not dead And tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life I've been dropped out, burned up I've fought my way back from the dead Tuned in, turned on Remembered the things that you said And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life The greatest fan of your life