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,

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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 everything'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.

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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.

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