Dear Heart
Phil Lynott
Man with the broken heart filled with lead
He suffered and ought for what he believed
The fighting's over now, the man is dead
A martyr for the cause
Dear heart
I wish that you could see
Dear heart
You mean the world to me
Man with the golden arm, his face has gone pale
Taken too much junk, he's gone over the rail
Breathes out a sigh and his body wails
He's gonna land in trouble, gonna land in jail
He'd give his life, give his everything
To reach that goal and take that last and final fling
But I guess it's just another story
In the greatest story ever told
Dear heart
I wish that you could see
Dear heart
You mean the world to me
Dear heart
I wish that you could see
Dear heart
You mean the world to me