It Must Have Been Him As I stare at the back of a bus Knowing there's no use denying I can't stop thinking about us Story of my heart, a story all of it mine And you took it from me every glorious night I was safe and warm and now I'm out in the cold And I know I shouldn't have told my story Story of my heart, I laid myself open wide Yet to read the pages where the ink hadn't dried All emotions pent up inside my story I try to resist But the images keep coming through So many years Still undefenseless A house by the lake His hands resting a while on yours Speaking with quiet conviction Carefully unlocking doors Story of my heart, a story all of it mine And you took it from me every glorious night I was safe and warm and now I'm out in the cold And I know I shouldn't have told my story Story of my heart, I laid myself open wide Yet to read the pages where the ink hadn't dried All emotions pent up inside my story Did he see me? Or did I just imagine it all? Putting a face on a stranger A face I find more and more hard to recall Never given up, I look for you everywhere Time went by and sadness took the place of despair In a way you'll stay with me till death do us part Like a shadow deep in my heart forever Story of my heart, a story all of it mine And you took it from me every glorious night I was safe and warm and now I'm out in the cold And I know I shouldn't have told my story Story of my heart, I laid myself open wide Yet to read the pages where the ink hadn't dried Slept away and lost in love, what was I to do? I just had to read it to you, my story Story of my heart, a story all of it mine And you took it from me every glorious night I was safe and warm and now I'm out in the cold And I know I shouldn't have told my story