Sometimes, it feels like
It's your world and I just rent a room
With just a bed and these four walls
And a window without a view
Down the hall, you sit in silence
Just like a man
But I can't read your mind
If your thoughts are buried in the sand
Baby, we're slipping
Slowly drifting further and further apart
Heart to heart, hand in hand
We gotta keep this thing together
A house divided will not stand
Hold on, hold on
We gotta hold on to each other
The darkest hour's before the dawn
The only place to start
Is heart to heart
I can only go so far
When I'm walking the floor
And you can only say so much
With the slamming of a door
Maybe with a kiss and a little forgiveness
We'd wind up in each other's arms
Heart to heart, hand in hand
We gotta keep this thing together
A house divided will not stand
Hold on, hold on
We gotta hold on to each other
The darkest hour's before the dawn
The only place to start
Is heart to heart
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