some old love song blared through the weather worn speakers at an empty rest stop    I thought of you as I tried to dodge the empty tears    that fell from the sky    but you were everywhere that night    beneath the dirt under my nails    inside my aching head      somewhere on this deserted beach    lie my head and my heart buried underneath    the sand    tossed with the shifting wind    I'd dig myself up if I knew where to begin      if sunsets are for lovers    sunrise is for the broken hearted    the sun returns to end the endless night (reveals my shapeless day)    with thoughts of you all through my head    I close my eyes I just see red    your image in my eyelid      that old love song burrowed its way into my head along an empty stretch of road    with nothing to deter my thoughts of your sleepy eyes    and my sleepless nights    and this thin disguise   I'm still a boy inside      sunrise is for the broken man.