Heart of Wilderness - Big Head Todd and the Monsters, Tom Lord-Alge

If only there were time and tenderness

Oh, for young hearts of wilderness

We run to the city we build our nest

We work, we get drunk, we make love

But your love won’t take me from the grave to the heavens

Your love won’t take me from the grave to the heavens

Before I’m gone your arms will be holding some other man

Before I’m gone your arms will be holding some other man

In this heart of wilderness

In this heart of wilderness

Run with me, take my hand, we’ll run and dream

in this heart

This time I won’t turn out the light

Oh, this time I won’t turn out the light

Make believe every thing’s alright

and kiss my lover a cold good night

Morning turns to noon and noon to night

Oh, Morning turns to noon and noon to night

My heart is still filled with fright

I’m still the same broken piece of clay

I’ve been dreaming of something underneath the hill

Just around the bin and underneath the hill

A fortune in wood and steel

In restaurants and people without names

Oh sweet Jesus, I’m a broken man

Oh sweet Jesus, I’m a broken man

All I did was follow the plan

But what I wouldn’t do to be loved