(Shawn Camp/Jim Rushing)



Shattered inside and scattered around

Were pieces of her broken heart

I gathered her up, the pieces I found

I put her back together like a busted guitar

But osme glue holds and some glue don't In spite of everything I tried

Somebody's stole my darlin'

Right before my very eyes



He didn't walk, talk or push his way in

Or fly through the windows on a gust of hot wind

He didn't sprout wings

And he sure wasn't playin' no harp

As low as he was, I couldn't see him

Slitherin' around in the dark

He must've crawled through

A little bitty crack in her heart



Copin' with hone and hoping i'm wrong

But I sure see a definite change

There's look in her eyes that's sayin' goodbye

And her snuggle when I hold her don't feel the same

The way her heart bests for that sneaky theif

You would picture him dark and tall

But the feller that stole my darlin'

Lord, he'd have to be very small



He didn't walk, talk or push his way in

Or fly through the windows on a gust of hot wind

He didn't sprout wings

And he sure wasn't playin' no harp

As low as he was, I couldn't see him

Slitherin' around in the dark

He must've crawled through

A little bitty crack in her heart



As low as he was, I couldn't see him

Slitherin' around in the dark

He must've crawled through

A little bitty crack in her heart

Lord, he must've craweled through

A little bitty crack in her heart