The Farewell Drifters - Heart Of A Slave lyrics

I went Sunday driving through our old town to see the change They won't take my memories no matter how they rearrange We always felt so innocent with our promises and doubts In the company of strangers we were all but straightened out Say won't you say how to make things right I've got the heart of a slave and I just can't fight Say won't you say how to make things right I've got the heart of a slave and I just can't fight The problem with our story is that it's told after the fact By the time we reach the end we're living in the past The home runs and the strikeouts run together on the page Even play-by-play descriptions always seem delayed Say won't you say how to make things right I've got the heart of a slave and I just can't fight Say won't you say how to make things right I've got the heart of a slave and I just can't fight I can feel your eyes they focus on my every flaw A life of imperfection's got me tied up in its jaws So if you see I'm buried tell my friends you heard my shouts I know that your love's the only way to get me out Say won't you say how to make things right I've got the heart of a slave and I just can't fight Say won't you say how to make things right I've got the heart of a slave and I just can't fight