Someday I'll toss all your presents And bury the letters left unsent 'Cause it's bad to do what's easy, just 'cause it's easy And I wanna do what pleases me, but I can't And the road, she'd roll Round the side of the mountain, with nowhere to go But the heart, we know When it's a-loving it's a-leaning toward being alone Someday I'll find the mind to mend it And make dry these eyes I've gotten wet 'Cause it's bad to do what's easy, just 'cause it's easy And I wanna do what pleases me, but I can't, oh no And the crow, he'd mow Half the grass on the knoll, with nowhere to go But the heart, we know When it's a-needing it's careening toward being alone And the oats we sow They could seed on forever, with nowhere to grow But the heart, we know When it's asking its exact twin it will not be alone