[Verse 1]
And the heart is hard to translate,
It has a language of it's own,
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs and prayers and proclamations,
In the grand days of great men and the smallest of gestures,
In short shallow gasps,
But with all my education,
I can’t seem to commend it,
And the words are all escaping me,
And coming back all damaged,
And I would put them back in poetry,
If I only knew how,
I can’t seem to understand it.
[Chorus]
And I would give all this and heaven too,
I would give it all if only for a moment,
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see,
Cause I’ve been scrawling...
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