On an afternoon near the end of June We first met and fell in love Being both too shy Neither questioned why. It was all we could think of. So awkward at first It was like a curse. You'd think you'll never lose. But then you do and it could happen to you. In a borrowed ride White with power glue We felt the passions burning heat. With the static glow of the radio, Virgin struggled on the seat. Bathed in salty sweat we were soaking wet, As the night turned purple blue. She took my heart And it could happen to you. I was never more alive when in her arms Life was as complete as it could be. But being so much younger than You think you are Life can be so cruel in it's struggle to be free. On vacation down from a college town I heard whispers in the street. She was seen about always hangin' out With some dude she called real sweet. When I asked her why she began to cry It was all that she could do. She broke my heart And it could happen to you She broke my heart and it could happen to you ...busted She took my heart and it could happen to you She took my heart and it could happen to you She took my heart and it could happen to you My heart, my heart. End