someday i'll toss all your presents and bury the letters left unsent cause it's bad to do what's easy just cause it's easy and i wanna do what pleases me but i can't
the road, she'd roll round the side of the mountain with nowhere to go but the heart, we know, when it's needin it's careenin toward bein alone
someday i'll find the mind to mend it and make dry these eyes i've gotten wet cause it's bad to do what's easy just cause it's easy i wanna do what pleases me but i can't
the crow, he'd mow half the grass on the knoll with nowhere to go but the heart, we know, when it's lovin it's leanin toward bein alone
the oats we sow, they could seed on forever with nowhere to grow but the heart, we know, when it's askin its exact twin it will not be alone
