Your heart is like a desert
Where nothing seems to grow
Your heart is like a deep lake
Where creatures turn below

Your heart is like a station
Where all the trains are quiet
And the porters on the platform
Have faces deathly white

Your heart is like a foyer
In a hotel that is full
And the old man at the piano
Is dressed for his funeral

Will you ever love me
And treat me with respect
Be a shelter for me?
Sorrow is all I get

YOUR HEART, YOUR HEART
IS BREAKING MY HEART IN TWO
YOUR HEART, YOUR HEART
IS MAKING ME FEEL SO BLUE
I PUT THE BLAME ON YOU
AND YOUR HEART

Your heart is like a scrap yard
Baking in the sun
With miles and miles of wrecked cars
That once were so much fun

Your heart is like the ocean
Rolling in a storm
With infinite connections
To emotions cold and warm

I have always loved you
You opened up my gate
And now I bow before you
With my heart on a plate

Radio Rats
Music For Funerals
© icbm Music/Peermusic 1995 Handley/Radio Rats
Radium Wreckords 1999

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