Saw you standing on the corner,big black cloud around your head.You were saying something underneath your breath;I still understood every word you saidYou’re trying to take apart a mountainbut you don’t know where to start -If your heart’s not broken now, well,maybe you don’t have a heart
Used to know a lot of peopleand we all had fine ideals -Along the way we got distracted;I know exactly how that feelsIt’s like you’re lying on an ocean floorwaiting for the waves to part -If your heart’s not broken now, well,maybe you don’t have a heart
Sometimes these words lose all meaning;don’t even weigh as much as smoke.Like someone burst into tears right there up on stage,in the middle of a jokeWe all have ways of being stupidwhile we’re busy acting smart –so if our hearts aren’t broken now,
Maybe we don't have a heart
