(Shawn Camp/Jim Rushing)
Shattered inside and scattered around
Were pieces of her broken heart
I gathered her up, the pieces I found
I put her back together like a busted guitar
But osme glue holds and some glue don`t In spite of everything I tried
Somebody`s stole my darlin`
Right before my very eyes
He didn`t walk, talk or push his way in
Or fly through the windows on a gust of hot wind
He didn`t sprout wings
And he sure wasn`t playin` no harp
As low as he was, I couldn`t see him
Slitherin` around in the dark
He must`ve crawled through
A little bitty crack in her heart
Copin` with hone and hoping i`m wrong
But I sure see a definite change
There`s look in her eyes that`s sayin` goodbye
And her snuggle when I hold her don`t feel the same
The way her heart bests for that sneaky theif
You would picture him dark and tall
But the feller that stole my darlin`
Lord, he`d have to be very small
He didn`t walk, talk or push his way in
Or fly through the windows on a gust of hot wind
He didn`t sprout wings
And he sure wasn`t playin` no harp
As low as he was, I couldn`t see him
Slitherin` around in the dark
He must`ve crawled through
A little bitty crack in her heart
As low as he was, I couldn`t see him
Slitherin` around in the dark
He must`ve crawled through
A little bitty crack in her heart
Lord, he must`ve craweled through
A little bitty crack in her heart