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
