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Stained glass found the steeple Found a record, found a needle And in a crowd of people, I found you I learned from my rehearsals Squares don't fit into circles Red never could make purple without blue Maybe we were born with broken hearts Only half of who we are Two jagged pieces looking for their counterparts Maybe we were born with broken hearts I never knew it really mattered How heaven needed ever after There was still a missing chapter from the book I thought love was just for letters Tattered fragments of forever Til the puzzle came together with love Maybe we were born with broken hearts Only half of who we are Two jagged pieces looking for their counterparts Maybe we were born with broken hearts The edges just the wood (Just like wood) Now all the pages made perfect sense Letras de cancionesAnd no one will ever know What love ends and what begins Maybe we were born with broken hearts Only half of who we are Two jagged pieces looking for that counterpart Maybe we were born with broken hearts Maybe we were born with broken hearts Maybe we were born with broken hearts From Letras Mania