(will rambeaux/sherrie austin/john christopher davis)



Sometimes it feels like it's your world

And i just rent a room

With just a bed and these four walls

And a window without a view

Down the hall you sit in silence

Just like a man

But, i can't read your mind if your thoughts

Are buried in the sand

Baby we're slipping

Slowly drifting

Further and further apart



Heart to heart

Hand in hand

We gotta keep this thing together

A house divided will not stand

Hold on, hold on

We gotta hold on to each other

The darkest hour's before the dawn

The only place to start

Is heart to heart



I can only go so far when i'm walking the floor

And you can only say so much with the slamming of a door

Maybe with a kiss

And a little forgiveness

We'd wind up in each other's arms



Heart to heart

Hand in hand

We gotta keep this thing together

A house divided will not stand

Hold on, hold on

We gotta hold on to each other

The darkest hour's before the dawn

The only place to start

Is heart to heart


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