Disclaimer: I don't own Hey-Arnold or the song Where did the feeling go.
She looked at the picture of her Arnold. Nothing has been the same since he died she would go thru the same thing every night.
Helga was sitting by her window looking out to the stars. She was all alone that night. Candle light was all you could see thru her window with a lonely shadow. She had the radio on listening to the songs that played. The only thing she had left were memories of him.
All alone nothing to do It's lonely here without you The candle light is burning low The love songs on the radio And memories are all I have to show
She slowly got up looking thru some stuff when she came across a box with all the things that they had done. Photographs and tickets pieces of paper with broken promises written on them. The light slowly faded as the night went by now everything you see is in black and white. The stars somehow seemed to be losing there light as she sat there and cried.
Photographs, tickets for two Promises that all fell through Now, everything's in black and white The colors faded with the night The stars we used to wish upon Have somehow lost their light.
She remembered how every time she was around him she could feel the connection between them and could hear the soft music playing. Whenever they were around other people you could see the love in their eyes. Now she doesn't feel anything since he's been gone.
Chorus: Where is the feeling we used to know? Where is the music that played? What happened to the love that used to show? Where did the feeling go?
She lied back on the bed as the thoughts of him filled her mind. She lied awake at night and watched the light from the porch burn thru the night. She could still feel his arms that held her tight at night when it would storm. She remembered how he would whisper in her ear soft and kind words. She slowly grifted off to sleep.
Thoughts of you fill my mind Paperbacks to pass the time And, as I lie awake tonight I'll leave the porch light burning bright And miss the loving arms That used to hold me tight.
Where is the feeling we used to know? Where is the music that played? What happened to the love that used to show? Where did the feeling go?
What happened to the love that used to show? Where did the feeling go?
The End.
She looked at the picture of her Arnold. Nothing has been the same since he died she would go thru the same thing every night.
Helga was sitting by her window looking out to the stars. She was all alone that night. Candle light was all you could see thru her window with a lonely shadow. She had the radio on listening to the songs that played. The only thing she had left were memories of him.
All alone nothing to do It's lonely here without you The candle light is burning low The love songs on the radio And memories are all I have to show
She slowly got up looking thru some stuff when she came across a box with all the things that they had done. Photographs and tickets pieces of paper with broken promises written on them. The light slowly faded as the night went by now everything you see is in black and white. The stars somehow seemed to be losing there light as she sat there and cried.
Photographs, tickets for two Promises that all fell through Now, everything's in black and white The colors faded with the night The stars we used to wish upon Have somehow lost their light.
She remembered how every time she was around him she could feel the connection between them and could hear the soft music playing. Whenever they were around other people you could see the love in their eyes. Now she doesn't feel anything since he's been gone.
Chorus: Where is the feeling we used to know? Where is the music that played? What happened to the love that used to show? Where did the feeling go?
She lied back on the bed as the thoughts of him filled her mind. She lied awake at night and watched the light from the porch burn thru the night. She could still feel his arms that held her tight at night when it would storm. She remembered how he would whisper in her ear soft and kind words. She slowly grifted off to sleep.
Thoughts of you fill my mind Paperbacks to pass the time And, as I lie awake tonight I'll leave the porch light burning bright And miss the loving arms That used to hold me tight.
Where is the feeling we used to know? Where is the music that played? What happened to the love that used to show? Where did the feeling go?
What happened to the love that used to show? Where did the feeling go?
The End.