It's a heartache
Bonnie Tyler
Un texte qui tient sur un timbre poste, une poignée d'accords mille fois ressassés et un premier hit en or pour la femme aux cordes vocales passées au papier de verre. Simple, efficace, que demander de plus.
It's a heartache
It's a
heartache, nothing but a 
heartache, hits you when it's
too late, hits you when you're down
It's a
fool's game, nothing but a fool's game, standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clownIt's a
heartache, nothing but a heartache, love him till your arms break, then he let's you downIt ain't
right with love to share, when you find he doesn't 
care, for you
It ain't
wise to need someone as much as I depended on, youIt's a
heartache, nothing but a heartache, hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're downIt's a
fool's game, nothing but a fool's game, standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clownIt ain't
right with love to share, when you find he doesn't care, for youIt ain't
wise to need someone as much as I depended on, youIt's a
heartache, nothing but a heartache, love him till your arms break, then he let's you downIt's a
fool's game, nothing but a fool's game, standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
