Ira Wolf - Fickle Heart lyrics

[Verse 1] My heart, my heart, my fickle heart Longs for sun and lays in the dark Aims for love and misses the mark My heart, my heart, my fickle heart [Verse 2] My feet, my feet, my tired feet Have carried my fast and far in retreat But now I'm kicking myself to sleep With my feet, my feet, my tired feet [Verse 3] My mind, my mind, my restless mind Is caught on the bridges I've left in flames behind Every step overthought and an*lyzed 'Til I lose my mind [Verse 4] In the cold sweats underneath the sheets, I was trembling with dreams I hate to dream You stayed awake, clutching my face, trying to save my teeth. Now I grind them to dust [Verse 5] My bones, my bones, my aching bones Are broken and bruised from your sticks and stones But your words put the knife in my soul Leaving just bones, aching bones [Verse 6] And my fickle heart doesn't have a home To rest these bones, aching bones. Now I'm just bones, bones