You didn’t take the sun
You didn’t take the beauty of the moon
You didn’t take my life, though I wish you had
You didn’t take my life when you went away

But you took my heart
Far away
And the place
Where it used to lay
Aches for you
Aches for you
Aches and aches and aches for you

You didn’t take the breath from my body
And you left the sight in my eyes
You didn’t take the feeling from my fingers
You should have cut them off and left me to die

But you took my heart …

How could you know how best to hurt me
Know how to maximise my pain
When did they teach you how to steal so
How to reveal so
how to conceal so

You didn’t take my knives
You didn’t take my credit card
You didn’t take my telephone caller display
I know where to find you, and how to make you pay

‘Cause you took my heart …

Leigh Harrison © APRA 2002