how does the heart of man get so hardened
on a wish that once was faint
now it’s pounding out a rhythm
how does the sinner dance with the saint
yet we find when the music ends
all we’re left with his a handful of friends
i want someone who knows me best
the sun always returns to the west
if there’s such a thing as love
what does it feel like when it’s true?
if there’s such a thing as love
is it how i feel for you?
