I used to cry
 I used to cry alone
 Watch my face as I grew older
 Reflect the world I've known

 The kind of love that I would need
 Tasted too bittersweet to me

 I used to wonder
 What it was I did wrong
 No amount of conversation
 Could keep me holding on

 The kind of love ...

 Every little tear
 That ever used to fall
 Broke most of my resistance
 That's the cruelest twist of all

 The kind of love ...

 Don't look back
 I don't stop to hang around
 Don't except the disappointment
 Relationships I have found

 The kind of love