Besedila: Barbara Dickson. Dark End of the Street. Love Needs A Heart.

Maybe the hardest thing I've ever done
Was to walk away from you
Leaving behind the life that we'd begun
I split myself in two
Proud and alone, cold as stone
Rolling down that hill into the night
I could see the surprise and the hurt in your eyes
From behind each flashing city light and

Love needs a heart
And I need to find
If love needs a heart like mine

Love won't come near me, she can't even hear me
She walks past my vacancy sign
And love needs a heart, trusting and blind
I wish that heart was mine

Proud and alone, cold as a stone
I'm afraid to believe in the things I feel
I can cry with the best, I can laugh with the rest
But I'm never sure when it's real

And it may be the hardest thing I've ever done
But apart from all that I hope to find
Where's the heart that's been looking for mine
I hope it finds me in time
Love needs a heart
And I need to find
If love needs a heart like mine