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Donal Hinely - Blue Ink

In the kitchen, on the table by the window,
underneath a diamond ring..
message from the hand of a lover
written down in blue ink.

Between the lines on the paper —
heartache.
A broken promise, shattered dream.
Three words: “Goodbye my darling,”
written down in blue ink.

Sometimes love is like a fairy tale
with a laughter true happiness brings.
And sometimes love is like a sad, sad story
written down in blue ink.

Well nothing burns as bright as illusion
the heart wants to believe
and nothing is as black as the cold truth
written down in blue ink.

And nothing is as black as the cold truth
written down in blue ink.

These lyrics are by Donal Hinely, from Blue Ink. Posted at 4:13am on 6 October 2006.
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