Her father as a concrete man
And her mother was a painter
Born with good hands
She was born a creatorBut the coiled heat
Of this neon light
Wont help anyone find anything tonight
Doesnt feel like rain but you know it might
You wont find anything tonightShe said Ill leave in the morning time
Straightest road from my twisted mind
For the love that I placed on the line
Ill never understand this heart of mine2 years in New York city
Still lost on the train
So this is what it looks like
To see a man go insaneShe rents a new room
Puts her matress on the floor
The phone doesnt ring like it used to anymore
And all your life youre been waiting by the door
But youre not breathing anymoreShe said Ill leave in the morning time
Straightest road from my twisted mind
For the love that I placed on the line
Ill never understand this heart of mineBut I repair the x-rays in your eyes
The radiation in your mind
And I tell you now
Dont leave me here
These walls are gone
But Im still here
AloneSo Ill leave in the morning time
Straightest road from my twisted mind
For the love that I placed on the line
Ill never understand this heart of mineIll never understand this heart of mine