Take a walk on Sunday It ain't that hard Take a walk on Sunday It ain't that hard
If my thoughts are hard to gather If I don't know where to start It ain't my mind that matters For I have an unsophisticated heart
Tried to trust a stranger It got hard You know I tried to trust a stranger It got hard
Now I see things like a soldier And I'm jealous of the dark But if my eyes have only gotten older I still have an unsophisticated heart
Oh my eyes will be hard and My voice will be guarded My mind's so bewildered And buried in the garden You may still know me by just one part
I tried to keep your secret It got hard There was nowhere I could keep it It got hard
And there's one thing that's for certain When they come with their dogs and their cars I can hide behind the thinnest of curtains For I have an unsophisticated heart For I For ITeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
