Richard Hawley
Heartache
Where did those brass band mornings go?
And the dreaming over tea, God only knows
Was it so long ago? You tried to let me know
You'd seen this face somewhere before
Now you know for sure that you can call him heartache

Yes, you can call him that
You can call him heartache
You'll never take it back

Once there was spring inside his eyes
Now there's only autumn winds and sad grey skies
And I'm such a fool to think that I could change the rules
I'd seen his face somewhere before
Now I know for sure that you can call him heartache

Yes, you can call him that
You can call him heartache
You'll never take it back

And you can call him heartache
Yes, you can call him that
You can call him heartache
You'll never take it back

You've seen his face somewhere before
Now you know for sure