作曲 : Connick, McLean And the warden said 'he won't need a cell He has the key There's no harsher sentence The man's doin life In the first degree' Some people seek to set blame Some just accept their part And now you know why Booker died of a broken heart And the priest said 'i can take confession But not the sin The church is shelter Not the faith Son, that's within' Some people pray for fortune and fame Some just play a part And now you know why Booker died of a broken heart And the doctor said 'i can see you're hurt Just by lookin at you Pain we can help But for hurt There's nothin we can do' Some people pick up the pieces Some just leave them apart And now you know why Booker died of a broken heart
作曲 : Connick, McLean And the warden said 'he won't need a cell He has the key There's no harsher sentence The man's doin life In the first degree' Some people seek to set blame Some just accept their part And now you know why Booker died of a broken heart And the priest said 'i can take confession But not the sin The church is shelter Not the faith Son, that's within' Some people pray for fortune and fame Some just play a part And now you know why Booker died of a broken heart And the doctor said 'i can see you're hurt Just by lookin at you Pain we can help But for hurt There's nothin we can do' Some people pick up the pieces Some just leave them apart And now you know why Booker died of a broken heart
