Heart Of My Own Richard Marx

I can't go near the scent of flowers
I can't look at the sky
I can't turn on the radio
And not cry

I won't watch lovers holding hands
Or the sun sinking down
I can't look at a single thing in this town

You were playing a game and I
I lost count of the days and the nights
Do you know that you were my life?

I'm tryin' hard to find all that's left of me
Now that you left me alone
Tired of runnin' away from your memory
I need a heart of my own

I have looked through every single book
Torn through every poem
Heard the words of every voice
That I've known

How can you have such a hold on me
When you've already let go?
You must have more power than I know