The auctioneer will be here any minute
It all seems wrong somehow
He’ll soon be selling all the things we love
I can hear now

What am I bid for this lovely love seat
Where someone’s love got its start
All through, finished and done
Sold to the man with the broken heart

What am I bid for this breakfast table
Where dreams were served a la carte
All through, finished and done
Sold to the man with the broken heart

Where are the little hopes, the little plans
That we both counted on
Listen to the man, the auctioneer man
They’re going, going, gone

What am I bid for the kiss you gave me
The vow we made not to part
All through, finished and done
Sold to the man with the broken heart