WHAT YOU DID Set it ablaze then threw it in my face Laughed as it just smoldered for days and days-- And the smoke got in eyes Drove it to London then dropped it in the street Left it all alone to be smashed to the beat Of that disco tune pounding three blocks away When you came back it was still alive A heart of gold doesn't easily die Threw it in the Thames and then rushed away Thinking the guilt would leave within days, But the furies won't let you go Washed up on the shore of a little French town A beach so common, so sure to be found Why did you find your refuge at the house of your aunt? Not the one in Wales but the one in France That's what you did to my heart, and that was just the start Standing on that beach with the guilt in your hands Staring at the ocean, staring at the sand Then your eye caught hold of my heart Cut it up to pieces like a puzzle of love Catapult them into air, now falling from above To the cold hard earth below The girl of my dreams is now the witch of my nightmares That's what you did to my heart, and that was just the start You, they, nor anyone cares As my heart rots on the shore of Normandy That's what you did to me - Fall 1989, Pye Hirsche/Ash Hall