Sorry
I thought i saw you looking at me
But that burning
Was your eyes going right through me
Across the room
To someone else
And all this time
I thought that it was my heart
And maybe
I thought i heard you speaking to me
But your soft voice
Was my joints creaking
And could it be
That this hole where my heart should be
Has opened up to you?
But you can't put your hand through
And all this time
I thought that it was my heart
(written by ian murray)