PAPER HEART

Glad I went down to the harbor 
The city you love 
Though you're a stranger 
I'm at ease 

Glad that my heart is only paper 
'Cause God it'd be hard 
To wear this weight on my sleeve 

And we drove a bit south 
To see the pretty trees 
And the moon above was blue 
I could see it in you, too 

Oh but it's evening now 
And I gotta believe, I gotta believe 

Glad that we both could see the stars shine 
Even though I was on land 
And you, the sea 

Glad that my heart is only paper 
'Cause God it'd be hard 
To wear this weight on my sleeve 

And we met years ago 
Though I must have been a child 
'Cause I would have kissed you then 
And maybe we would be, still 

Oh but it's evening now 
And I gotta believe, I gotta believe 
Or I'll never sleep


© 2014 Joshua Thomas Publishing (ASCAP)
Written by Joshua Thomas