Red Flag - Broken Heart (12" Extended Remix) 1988 

Remix - Don Nedler, Karl Moet
Backing Vocals - Stacey Q
Keyboards, Arranged By, Written-By - Chris Reynolds (4), Mark Reynolds
Management - Don Nedler
Producer - Jon St. James, Stacey Q
Vocals - Mark Reynolds
© 1988 Synthicide Records
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Red Flag is a synthpop act founded in 1984 in San Diego by brothers Chris and Mark Reynolds. After the death of Mark in 2003, Chris has continued as a solo act since 2007 under the name Red Flag.
"Broken Heart" is the debut single by American synthpop band Red Flag. It was released in 1988.
Lyric:
It's not the way that you bring me to my knees
It's not the way, you borrow, beg, or plead
It could be false although it could be true
A simple touch, a hand to hold onto
I'm on the verge of nowhere
The sight, the sound, of nobody there
You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two
So why do you
You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two
Tell me tell me why do you
It's not the way you look from side to side
Unlock the door, you need to run and hide
It could be true we've taken it a bit too far
Sweet and simple is all we really are
I'm on the verge of nowhere
The sight, the sound, of nobody there
You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two
So why do you
You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two
Tell me tell me why do you
There comes a time my love, my love, there comes a time
A friend for summer is a friend forever
So they say and so we go
(Do you believe, I believe, do you believe, I do)
Do you believe I would hide the truth from you
Oh silly girl, there's things I would rather do
We spend our timne in search of the perfect rhyme
When all the while, we have it all the time
Falling off the edge of nowhere
The sight, the sound, of nobody there
You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two
So why do you
You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two
Tell me tell me why do you