One way street with a broken sidewalk
A large fishing lake without a dock
Secretary who's always been illiterate
A long list of instructions, but no kit
We live, we learn, we cry
And so many times we'll try
to find the cure
to why our hearts feel.
My shoes untied, and I can't learn
For some reason my hungry heart doesn't yearn
I must have found a way to drown you out
Couldn't really tell you what life's about
We live, we learn, we cry
And so many times we'll try
to find the cure
to why our hearts feel.
There's a nurse; with no degree;
A well dug hole, but no planted tree
I have a heart, but no more love
Your hands is cold, even with a glove
We live, we learn, we cry
And so many times we'll try
to find the cure
to why our hearts feel.
I've lived and learned
Lord knows, I've cried
but the only cure to feeling
is just ... giving in