paroles de chanson Washed up on Love - Lucinda Belle

Why don't you leave your troubled heart?
Leave your love left in a pile of worn out washing on my floor
Won't you let me wash away your worries?
Mend your broken sins
And your heartache on my shoulder
And the creases in your dreams
Hand your tear stain memories
Over to me
Love, left on the line
Hung out to dry
All bent and torn up pieces of your heart
'Cause I'm the queen of broken hearts
Wrung up and drawn out
And oh, washed up on love
Left at my door
Somebody's blues
I'll draw your faded colors into something almost new
Oh am still so in sorrows
Am carrying your love
Am turning out your pockets and threading with gold
Leaving tear stained memories
Left in the breeze
Love, left on the line
Hung out to dry
All bent and torn up pieces of your heart
'Cause I'm the queen of broken hearts
Wrung up and drawn out
And oh, washed up on love
Oh love, left on the line
Hung out to dry
All bent and torn up pieces of your heart
'Cause I'm the queen of broken hearts
Still hoping that I won't be oh,
Washed up on love