We'll turn heads, song is in the heart Of a mind, I'm certain where to start Perhaps it's best to say no more Or risk becoming nature's whore We'll turn heads, seen doubters in the eye Of a face that's line from times gone by Perhaps it's best to say no more Or risk becoming nature's whore So I dream of a song for you And all that you've got to lose But when I can think of the words to say They can't see the light of day And now it hurts on And mine hurts on And mine hurts on And mine hurts on And I told you all along