Shelly Streeter Purple Bows
If I told you a sad story 'bout my heart I'd begin with how he tore it all apart Maybe you would want to hold me oh, so close If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows If I held this heart up you could clearly see All the damage that man he has done to me Would you rescue me and never let me go If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows Sometimes a girl must pull out all the stops Right or wrong, she's only got one shot Well it's time to let my hair down, here I go If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows If I wrapped my poor, poor heart in purple bows