God [John?] rests his head Sunday afternoon
The waking in me is surely the waking in you
[Praying with God [John?]?] that we never met
Time turns for a cure
Through the scientist force [?]

No news, no news of the heart [?]
But you knew it, you knew it
From the start

[Instrumental]

The heart you will tell [?] no tall tales this spring
[My same old hues?] seem to have started everything
Maybe it's [fate?] that the sadness takes hold
Send stars through the window will they ever know this
Bad news, bad news of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it, from the start

There's a madness, madness [yes there are?]
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
Still asleep, you smile into a sunbeam
This smile more than a daydream
Colorstain glass cathedral
Come fast and cast
Never let you go

God [John?] rests his head Sunday afternoon
The waking in me is surely the waking in you
Praying with God [John?] that we never met
[To find?] some way out of this mess

It's the heart
It's the heart
The madness, madness in the stars
But you knew it, you knew it, from the start

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