Heartthrob

Heartthrob Up switchback slopes, where the air gets thin His pulse races, its doing him in He pedals, heart throbbing, a desire to rest. He's slow but still tries for a personal best, Up on the ski slope, there waits an old flame Despite his past, she waits just the same She hopes it will be a pleasant surprise But what her mind should know, her heart denies The sky's turning red, and its getting cold His body is reminding him that he's old He decides to descend back to town He turns his bike around, and hurtles down She vows to her friends that this time romance ends They rally round her and say that time mends They explain that she believed in him because She liked what he should have been, but never was There's a legend near the summit, in Santa Fe This is where he almost reached, and then gave it away once a beauty, his heart-throb, star-crossed She'll go her own way, and he'll wonder what he lost He seeks solace in sunsets, all the same, Reformed and no longer preoccupied with blame. He'll settle for a vista and a few true friends, And who is to say where judgment ends. She'll go her own way, and he'll wonder what he lost [verse[ He seeks solace in sunsets, all the same, Reformed and no longer preoccupied with blame. He'll settle for a vista and a few true friends, And who is to say where judgment ends. [outro] And who is to say where judgment ends.