Where is your heart when your head's on my shoulder?Can't fight you no more, I'm a lover not a soldierSweet sweet bring your heart out of the rainDon't want it washed down some fellows drainSweet sweet put your heart back in its boxDon't want it bit by Wolfeddy FoxTemperatures are fryingCutlery starts flyingNo need for map or compass to decide this rumpus is about you lying to meWhere is your heart?...Sweet sweet bring your heart out of the sunDon't want it burnt by boy with a gunSweet sweet put your heart back in its treeI want it nesting there just for meGuilty eyes are cryingCoconuts start shyingNo need for map or compass to see where your bumper crop of bullshit's drying on meSweet sweet bring your heart out of the shopDon't want it bought by dandy or fopSweet sweet put your heart back in its caseHow can you bring these tears to my face?Temperatures are fryingCutlery starts flyingNo need for map or compass to decide this rumpus is about you lying to meWhere is your head when it was on your shoulders?
