Oh, Life is But a Broken Heart

Where is my broken heart?
It was here yesterday
It was here the day before
I shook hands with it just last week
Where is my broken heart?
Have you seen it anywhere?
Did you steal it away from me
when I wasn't looking?
Or did it take flight all on its own?
Where is my broken heart?
Did I leave it with you?
Did it fall from the shelf?
Did it whither or melt?

Where is my broken heart?
It was the only thing I had left
To hold me tightly at night
and accompany me during the day.
If you see my broken heart
please tell it I miss it
and that I love it
and I that want it to come back to me
So I can feel whole again.