Hearts a Heart and we can't tame it

Hearts a Heart and we can't tame it
 

***** My friend plays guitar in a local bar, and loves a girl who loves any man with a car. But my friend still mumbles her name, and says, “Heart’s a heart and I can't tame it.” And yeah, we know it, but heart’s a heart and we can't tame it. And when she rolls over the good rich guys, my friend plays his lows and highs, ‘cause he knows it and he can feel it, for her love is a mirror to a blind. And yeah, we know it, but heart’s a heart and we can't tame it. And my friend smiles and improvise', while she dances with good rich guys, ‘cause he knows it and he can feel it, “but heart’s a heart and he can't tame it.” And yeah, we know it, but heart’s a heart and we can't tame it. And yeah, we know it, but heart’s a heart and we can't tame it. *****