Hearts

She knows the words you say before they're chosen,

She says, "Don't give me that line, you know we've been through this before."

And she lights her cigarette to break the darkness,

And says, "I know your name, don't say that's not you anymore."

And one by one your strategies fall discarded,

And one by one your footholds turn to sand,

And you know the room and I know the room in question,

And the scene where she turns sayin', "Welcome to no-man's land."

But the dawn proves the flames of her words just fire and fade out,

And all around are the masks where they fall when the morning shines;

And the lesson to be learned in that hour is simple and quite plain,

What we've got hat can stand in that light is what will survive.

And we've got nothin' but hearts.

You wait in bait for the spark to catch and to hold her,

And listen for wires tripped somewhere deep in the night;

And you sing the words and you dance the moves in the lamplight,

And if both souls stole away you'd never alter the flight.

Will morning come bright or show you just a little bit older,

With the time standing on the wall 'til it's large as the sky;

And when all else has failed and fallen somewhere by the wayside,

It stands there clear and strong 'til it won't be denied,

That we've got nothing but hearts.