Song Lyrics - Broken Bottles, Broken Dreams

I like this one because I was on a business trip and we had drinks at the hotel bar that night. The bartender was an attractive woman and as we drank we ramped up our leering. At one point she threw one of the empty wine bottles into the trash bin as bartenders are wont to do and I said to my boss: "broken bottles, broken dreams." He and the others knew I like to write so they demanded a poem on the spot. Anyway the pressure was on and I'd had a few by this time yet I was able to mock up a piece (on a napkin) that one of the guys (a lawyer as if that matters) said "this is the real thing." I gave her the poem and she appeared to be flattered but all it became was a moment that passed. I don't know her name and I don't have her number. I'm just the guy who walked in, gave her a poem and vanished forever. Here it is:

You caught my eye
But you wouldn't play your part
You broke some glass
Then you broke my heart

Why does it always happen this way?
Everytime our eyes meet
You seem to walk away
Walk away
Far away

Breakin' bottles
Breakin' hearts
Pourin' dreams
When will love start?

Parting is upon us
Will the memory last?
Was that the one?
Or just another moment that passed?

Breakin' bottles
Breakin' hearts
Pourin' dreams
When will love start?

To suffer the pain of togetherness
Or the liberation of being a muse
It's not for me to say
I'll leave that for you to choose

Living as the dream
Living as the mystery
Living as the fantasy
Living as the hope

Breakin' bottles
Breakin' hearts
Pourin' dreams
When will love start?