again.

[twstedlgc]

take a walk on sunday--it ain't that hard.
and if my thoughts are hard to gather
if i don't know where to start
it ain't my mind that matters
for i have an unsophisticated heart.
you know, i tried to trust a stranger
it got hard.
now i see things like a soldier
yet i'm jealous of the dark
but if my eyes have only gotten older,
i still have an unsophisticated heart.
oh my eyes will be hardened,
my voice will be guarded
my mind so bewildered
and buried in the garden
you may still know me by just one part...
i tried to keep your secret
it got hard
there was nowhere i could keep it
it got hard
and there's one thing that's for certain
when they come with their guards and their dogs
i can't hide behind the thinnest of curtains
for i have an unsophisticated heart.