(Allison Moorer/Doyle Primm)



What happened to the world we painted

The masterpiece of me and you

Our work of art has all but faded

Nothing's here except the blues



Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down

Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down



It was a stroke of genius

Yeah just as pretty as you please

But all that's left between us

Is hanging on what used to be



Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down

Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down



Looking at it from a distance

I still can't believe my eyes

It's sad to have to witness

What we made on all those nights

Crumbling down, tumbling down



Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down

Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down



Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down

Love's crumbling, love's tumbling down