| Take a walk on | |
| SundayIt ain't that hard | |
| Take a walk on | |
| SundayIt ain't that hard | |
| If my thoughts are hard to gather | |
| If I don't know where to start | |
| It ain't my mind that matters | |
| For I have an unsophisticated heart | |
| Tried to trust a stranger | |
| It got hard | |
| You know I tried to trust a stranger | |
| It got hard | |
| Now I see things like a soldier | |
| And I'm jealous of the dark | |
| But if my eyes have only gotten older | |
| I still have an unsophisticated heart | |
| Oh my eyes will be hard and | |
| My voice will be guarded | |
| My mind's so bewildered | |
| And buried in the garden | |
| You may still know me by just one part | |
| I tried to keep your secret | |
| It got hard | |
| There was nowhere | |
| I could keep it | |
| It got hard | |
| And there's one thing that's for certain | |
| When they come with their dogs and their cars | |
| I can hide behind the thinnest of curtains | |
| For I have an unsophisticated heart | |
| For IFor I |