And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop
The wind changed, the first day that you came throughCut the corn, washed it cleanNow everything that’s ever gone before, is like a blurAnd it’s all because of youAnd now I find, this city’s like a stranger to meI once was fooled by Cadillac’s and honeyBut no one feels like youNot like youNot like youNot like you
Cause even though the flower fades something takes its placeA marching band on a sunny day, two pretty eyes or a a pretty face
And in the forest I make my homeLay down my heart on an ancient stoneAnd if my heart should somehow stopI’ll hang on to the hopeThat you’re not too lateThat you’re not too late
And there are times I know when I will have to chase youAnd the further from my side you go, the longing growsAnd I will hate it, I still want you,Cause I will hate it, but I still want you around
Cause even when the flower dies something’s by its sideA helping hand or a kiss goodbye, to ease it on its way
And in the forest I make my homeLay down my heart on an ancient stoneAnd if my heart should somehow stopI’ll hang on to the hopeYou’re not too lateNot too late, no no
And in the forest I make my homeLay down my heart on an ancient stoneAnd if my heart should somehow stopI’ll hang on to the hopeThat you’re not too lateThat you’re not too late