Where's It Hurt?
How many heartache's per lifetime
will it take 'til you know that I'm here?
If I begged you to Love me on my time,
would you try, dear?

Insist to learn lessons the hard way.
What if I wasn't here at all?
Can't you see that I'm here, not just part way?
And I'll catch you each time you fall.

Baby...
Baby, where's it hurt?  
Baby, where's it hurt?
Baby, where's it hurt?
And can't I make it alright again?

If only I had been your father,
I would hold you so tight in my arms.
You'd be certain that no fool would bother
to cause you a moment's harm.

If we weren't afraid to fall in Love,
We could make a break for it.
I'd trade you all your pain for Love.  All my Love.
If I knew that Love could last,
we could write the sweetest past,
but as it stands, I know you don't believe in Love.

Rain falls colder when you're alone and your shoulder's
not a home for a Lover's weary head.
And all this madness, we create with the sadness
of a wait for a Love that never comes.

Baby, where's it hurt?  
Baby, where's it hurt?
Baby, where's it hurt?
And can't I make it alright again?
If I try just a little bit harder.  Try just a little bit.