Broken Dreams
Lita Ford Lyrics

I see the picture
Lita Ford is acknowledging that she understands the sadness that the person is feeling.

You're so broken hearted
She acknowledges that the person she is talking to is feeling immense sadness post a heartbreak.

But can I steal a little love from you tonight
Lita Ford doesn't want the person to wallow in despair and is offering to distract them with a small amount of love tonight.

I'd tell you whispers, a little story
She is offering to talk in hushed tones, telling a small story or reassuring them that there's someone that cares for them.

That there's a place in my heart for you tonight
She is letting the person know that they are not alone in their sorrows and she will always have a place for them.

But why must we be lonely?
Lita Ford is expressing her own confusion on why someone who has so much love to give, must feel lonely at all.

On this night full of rain
She is setting the scene of somberness with the rain as the backdrop.

Hold me in your dreams
Lita Ford is asking to be held in the person's dream later that night, letting them know they are always in her thoughts.

And leave me breathless once again
She is asking the person to leave a big impact on her once again and reminds them of how meaningful their connection is.

But I will never understand
Acknowledging her own lack of comprehension regarding why things happen the way they do.

Why must the rain fall down?
She is questioning why there must always be sorrow associated with someone's heartbreak as shown with the metaphor

On the boulevard of broken dreams
She implies that heartbreak and sadness is path everyone knows but does not want to take

Must the tears fall, misty sky
She is asking why tears are always shed alongside a heartbreak and the sad weather, making it hard to differentiate between the sky and tears.

It's a boulevard of broken dreams
Lita Ford emphasizes once again that it is a well-worn road that she shares with the person she is consoling.

I close my eyes, and it feels like yesterday
She is recalling a memory clearly, as it was just yesterday, reminiscing when things were simple and easy.

When we fought for tomorrow
Recalling a time when the two of them had fought for each other and believed their future together would be brighter.

And lived for the day
A general appreciation for the time spent with each other and the carefree nature that they once had.

So sweet and innocent
How sweet and unblemished they were back then.

Like a child with his toy
How they played carefree and as innocent as children with their own world.

Who wishes for nothing
How simple their desires were and how finding love was everything they wished for.

Left alone with his dreams
She is recalling a memory where the two of them were just happy together without any troubles or heartbreak.

But why must we be sad?
Why the little joys always must end in heartache and sadness.

Take me back to the king
She wants the person to remember when they felt a part of a bigger picture- 'the king'- and were happy.

And leave me breathless once again
She is begging them to remind her of the love and the connection they shared that left her speechless in awe.

But I will never understand
Again, confounding the events of life and why sorrow must be a part of the cycle.

Why must the rain fall down?
Asking again why something that usually symbolizes growth and happiness carries with it sadness and despair

On the boulevard of broken dreams
The pain that lovers feel is a well-worn path.

Must the tears fall, misty sky
The crying has blurred the sad sky and beautiful memories, making this moment even harder to understand.

It's a boulevard of broken dreams
She uses the metaphor to emphasize that everyone brings their broken hearts to this road.

Why must the rain fall down?
Emphasizing her own confusion for the last time.

On the boulevard of broken dreams
Emphasizing once again that sadness is the theme on this road.

Another lonely face lost in the crowd
She is talking about another individual that is lost in their sadness, heartache and has lost their way amongst the many broken hearts.

It's a boulevard of broken dreams
She concludes with the same metaphor, again emphasizing the prevalent sadness on this road.