The Blackboard of My Heart

When I was young and went to school They taught me how to write To take the chalk and make a mark And hope it turns out right Well that's the way it is with love And what you did to me I wrote it so you'd know That I was yours eternal-{} ly. But my tears have washed I love you From the Blackboard of my heart It's too late to clean the slate And make another start I'm satisfied the way things are Although we're far a-{} part My tears have washed I love you from The Blackboard of my heart. If you'd been true the way you should And not have gone astray These tears would not have fallen down And washed the words away No need to talk, 'cause if the chalk Should write those words again It will be for someone else Not things that might have been.