All a man is depends on his heart
Alone it will wither and die
He's got to be free to give it.
Its a fearful thing when he starts
If it's not good enough to receive
A heart gets bitter and cold
It's better to try than be lonely
Someone is sure to believe.
Thats why I've been standing
Holding my heart in my hand
My empty chest comprehending
We're doing the best we can
There's a million ways for a heart to tear
Why even use it at all?
Players will try to deceive it
The pain is too much to bear.
How many times have tears been cried
Regret can kill a man's soul
Still beats a life empty handed
Living alone with your pride
That's why I've been standing
Holding my heart in my hand
My empty chest comprehending
We're doing the best we can
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