In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Friday, December 13, 2013
born without a heart
there's no pounding in my chest
no jackhammer jumpstarts to my brain
I tried my level best
but I wound up wounded just the same
there's something wrong inside me
but I've finally found the missing part
I was born without a heart
I was born without a heart
I look for love to come
but it just keeps walking by
me and love
we just can't see eye to eye
my head ain't connected
and my soul keeps coming 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
always placing hope
on some distant falling star
over and over again
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