(will rambeaux/sherrie austin/john christopher davis)
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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