The Human Heart

(Michael Timmins )

Show me the maker of the human heart
Now show me where he’s hung
Let me see the tree from which he’s strung

Let me show you how I feel
I’ll try and make you understand
There is nothing I can do without your hand

Remember the storm that wrecked you here?
Well it wrecked me too
Now I can’t seem to breathe without you

Everyday I’ve spent with you
is another day I’ve gained
But I can’t seem to cope with this constant pain

Show the maker of the human heart
Now show me where he’s hung
Let me see the tree from which strung

Show me the maker of the human heart
Now show me where he’s hung
Let me see the tree from which strung

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