What Becomes of the Brokenhearted Joan Osborne

As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
But happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion

What becomes of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, baby

The fruits of love grow all around
But for me, they come tumblin' down
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer

I walk in shadows, searching for light
Cold and alone, no comfort in sight
Hopin' and prayin' for someone to care
Always movin' and goin' nowhere

What becomes of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed
I know I got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Help me, please