There is a certain sound a heart makesWhen it starts to come apartIt ends up roaring in your earsBut it is quiet at the startLike a freight train moving slowlyBuilding speed along the wayYou find yourself alone againWith nothing left to sayThere is a moment when a heart breaksYou can almost mark the timeIt happens when it comes to youThere is no reason left to rhymeWhen there is no way left to make it