I see them everyday; they're like shadows. Tryin' to run from the pain. But you know the pain it always follows. So there's nowhere to go not really. Sometimes I want to touch them. Try and set them free. But I'm afraid I might know them. Or they will recognize me. Where do they go? The brokenhearted. Do they travel alone when they carry that weight. Do they disappear without a trace. Look into the eyes of those who know. Can you tell me where do they go?. Is there a place that they go to. That's for them alone. Where memories are sacred. And heartache has no home. I see them here in the moonlight. Searching for a sign. That love is out there waiting. Waiting for the right time. Where do they go? The brokenhearted. Do they travel alone when they carry that weight. Do they try to return to where they started. Do they disappear without a trace. Look into the eyes of those who know. Can you tell me where do they go?. The power of love gives them strength to carry on.