Lost Love by Chrissy McPhaul As I reach the crest of the hill I am met by the blowing wind It carries the horrible stench of blood shed on Valentine's Day All of the broken hearts in the world Gush red red blood with each pulse I look down on the blood red fields below They go on forever to the ends of the earth I return to the ocean, where the crashing waves Swallow the memories of lost love All I can hear is the howling wind That carries the names of lost love I dive into the sea Tortured by the recollection of lost love Let the salty water Wash away the blood red stains Of my broken heart BROKEN FROM LOST LOVE