With a steady conviction Like a quiet religion I brought myself finally to the task I was late and I was weary But consumed by the theory That this was a sure-fire way To make the time pass So I went looking for meaning In the dreams I'd been dreaming And summoned every one from above Then to earth and its emblems That reflect and resemble Everything I've ever felt and every really loved I bent the head of a flower Just to witness its power As it sprung back up towards the sun And I wondered how it would effect me Were I to look at it directly I'm sure I'd go blind from it's haunted beauty A heart in minor There's nothing finer Than a heart in minor Now my routine's in tatters I can act when it matters On those little impulses that tug at my sleeve Like the faint cathedral choir Through a telephone wire I recognise its arrival and submit A heart in minor There's nothing finer Than a hear in minor A heart in minor A heart in minor A heart in minor