Where Your Heart Goes

I know you’re weary
You act out of fear
And you’re running now without any plan

You shut down and panic
When I get too near
The proverbial high maintenance man

I wouldn’t blame you
If you threw it all away
And turned your back on this illiterate love

Cause I couldn’t claim you
Couldn’t promise you today
Or convince you to believe
In what I’m dreaming of

When there’s too many questions
And no solutions
Too many choices
And no resolution
And the constant threat
Of the blind execution
Of decisions made out of fear

Too many voices and no direction
Too many choices and no protection
From the constant threat
Of the blind resurrection
Of the sadness that led us here

I don’t know what you’re thinking
Or where your heart goes

You look right through me
Say I don’t know my own mind
And it cuts me like a knife in the chest

I curse the telephone
As my friends sigh and say
Yeah well maybe then it’s all for the best

And I keep on writing
These sad songs about loss
And all the desperate things
That I should have done

Spend most of life looking
In the wrong direction
With my heart in my hand
And my back to the sun