Eric Clapton broken hearted When the wind blows down this hard Many a bond is broken See the water lie on the ground From where the heavens opened Lord, how will you get through this night With your dreams departed? And who alone will comfort you? Only the broken hear-art Hear-art-ed So you've gone beyond your means Every wound is open Your best laid plans are out of reach And all your fears unspoken Lord, how will you get through this night With your dreams departed? And who alone will comfort you? Only the broken hear-art Hear-art-ed Sweet revenge is spoken then In the twilight it is gone To living lies with no escape Lord, I would rather be alone I press my fingers to the wood To tell you of my dreaming To sing you songs from olden times To keep the love light gleaming 'Cause there's a place where we can go Where we will not be parted And who alone will enter there? Only the broken hearted Hear-art-ed