Handful Of Hearts

(written by John Moen)

A handful of hearts baby
And all that you know
And all that you dream about

That's all you'll take baby
Finally real
When you're slate is clean

You're just waiting

Racking your brain
Wasting your time
Wringing your hands
Handful of hearts

I love what you love baby
I want you to know
Think you should go and go

Why do I care baby
It's not up to me
I love the way you see

You're just waiting

Racking your brain
Wasting your time
Wringing your hands
Handful of hearts

Hold your handful of hearts baby
For all that you leave
Will not compare to thee

You're just waiting

Racking your brain
Wasting your time
Wringing your hands
Handful of hearts