And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks in tongues of quiet sighs
And prayers and proclamations
In the grand days of great men
In the smallest of gestures
In short, shallow gasps
But with all my education
I can?t seem to command it
And the words are all escaping
And coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry
If I only knew how
I can?t seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word, you see
Cause I?ve been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
And it talks to me, it tip-toes
And it sinks to the inside
It cries out in the darkest night
And breaks in the morning light
But with all my education
I can?t seem to command it
And the words are all escaping
And coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry
If I only knew how
I can?t seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word, you see
Cause I?ve been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
Mmmmmm, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word, you see
Cause I?ve been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
No words
Our language doesn?t deserve such treatment
And all my stumbling phrases never amounted
To anything worth this feeling
All this and Heaven
Never could describe such a feeling as I feel it
Words were never so useful
So I was screaming out a language that I
Never knew existed before
