Broken Promises - Survivor

Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust

Go where you will, do what you must

The promise was made, your word was enough

We had dreams, visions and plans

Into the night, out of our hands

Letting our passion fulfill our demands

I remember those songs on the radio

The jasmine, the wind in your hair

Does it seem like so long ago?

Is it written in stone that we wind up alone

Wo oh, broken promises

And a heart that recalls

When the promise was all that we had*

Into the dust, reckless we rode

Secret desire, talking in code

Bittersweet madness, the stories unfold

I remember those songs on the radio

The jasmine, the wind in your hair

And how it hurts to remember those