Head and Heart - Tom Bell // sub. español

He was more like an ostrich
Than a future family man
He had his head in his last ditch
attempts to keep his feet in the sand
There were parties and clubs with
the league of the lost and loud
and sometimes he felt as if
he was the one in every crowd

His mornings and his noons
and his nights were long
He had a head and a heart that
didn't get along

Her clothes were colourful
she walked in zig-zag lines
and it was only occasional
that she felt ahead of the times
in the light of her bedroom
she had a grasp of the here and there
she wondered if he knew
just how much he was in the air

her mornings and her noons
and her nights were long
she had a head and a heart
that didn't get along

Said, "How am i supposed to behave
when I just feel like your slave"
She said, "You know it’s
just a matter of timing,"
Then she said, "You know I
can't control this thing"

I know three things
I know that I'm a man
I know I love you
I know who I am

There is a word for
the way I can't talk to you
There is a lesson
There's a moral somewhere too

My mornings and my noons
and my nights are long
I've got a head and a heart but
they don't get along

She said "How am I supposed to react,
When I'm up front and you just turn your back”
They sat as still as a
painted picture
Their hearts beat together

Believe what he said
Hang it over what she did
Now and then in or out of bed
In the open or cleverly hid

His mornings and his noons
and his nights were long
she had a head and a heart
but they didn't get along

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