In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Friday, December 20, 2013
born without a heart 2
there's no pounding in my chest
no jumpstarts to my brain
I tried my best but I wound up
wounded just the same
there's something wrong inside me
and I know where to start
I was born without a heart
I was born without a heart
I look for love to come
but it keeps walking by
me and love, we can't seem
to see eye to eye
my head ain't connected
and my soul's torn apart
I was born without a heart
I was born without a heart
come and change me
rearrange me
ain't it strange we humans are
placing hope
on some distant falling star
over and over again
so take me and shake me
and make me believe
love is a magician
with something up her sleeve
I'm just like the tin man
only not quite as smart
I was born without a heart
I was born without a heart
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment