Lyric This One s From the Heart
As you go out it s Independence Day;
But instead I ll just pour myself a drink.
It s got to be love, I ve never felt this way.
Oh baby, this one s from the heart
The shadows in the road look like a railroad track.
I wonder if he s (ever) really comin back.
The moon s a yellow stain across the sky.
Oh baby, this one s from the heart
(Maybe) And I ll go down to the corner and get a racin form,
(But) And I should prob ly wait here by the phone.
And the brakes need adjustment on the convertible
Oh baby, this one s from the heart
The worm is climbin the other color tree
Robin is back against the wall;
Pour myself a double sympathy
Oh baby, this one s from the heart.
Blondes, brunettes, and redheads put their hammer down
(To put ) don t pound a cold chisel thru my heart.
But they were nothin but apostrophes.
O baby, this one s from the heart.
I can t tell, is that a siren or a saxophone?
But the roads get so slipp ry (when it rains)
I love you more than all these words can ever say
Oh baby, this one s from the heart.
But instead I ll just pour myself a drink.
It s got to be love, I ve never felt this way.
Oh baby, this one s from the heart
The shadows in the road look like a railroad track.
I wonder if he s (ever) really comin back.
The moon s a yellow stain across the sky.
Oh baby, this one s from the heart
(Maybe) And I ll go down to the corner and get a racin form,
(But) And I should prob ly wait here by the phone.
And the brakes need adjustment on the convertible
Oh baby, this one s from the heart
The worm is climbin the other color tree
Robin is back against the wall;
Pour myself a double sympathy
Oh baby, this one s from the heart.
Blondes, brunettes, and redheads put their hammer down
(To put ) don t pound a cold chisel thru my heart.
But they were nothin but apostrophes.
O baby, this one s from the heart.
I can t tell, is that a siren or a saxophone?
But the roads get so slipp ry (when it rains)
I love you more than all these words can ever say
Oh baby, this one s from the heart.