As I walk this land with broken dreams,
I have visions of many things;
Love's happiness is just an illusion,
Filled with sadness and confusion.

What becomes of the brokenhearted,
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find,
Some kind of peace of mind, maybe...

The fruits of love grow all around,
But for me they come a-tumblin' down.
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger,
I can't stand this pain much longer.

I walk in shadows, searching for light,
Cold and alone, no comfort in sight,
Hoping and praying, for someone to care,
Always moving, and going nowhere.

What becomes of the brokenhearted,
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find,
Some kind of peace of mind, maybe...

I'm searching, though I don't succeed,
But someone look, there's a growing need.
Oh, he is lost, there's no place for beginning,
All that's left, is an unhappy ending.

Now what's become of the broken-hearted,
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find,
Some kind of peace of mind,

I'll be searching everywhere,
Just to find someone to care.

I'll be looking every day,
I know I'm gonna find a way,
Nothing's gonna stop me now,
I will find a way somehow...

(What's become, what's become,
What's become of the brokenhearted
What's become, what's become,
What's become of the brokenhearted)

I know, oh yeah....