Karaoké The Blackboard Of My Heart Hank Thompson

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 eternally

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 apart

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

Those tears would not have fallen down and washed the words away

No need to talk for if the chalk should write those words again

It will be for someone else not things that might have been

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 apart

My tears have washed

I love you from the blackboard of my heart