Skladba

Heartburn (feat. Joan Baez)

Funk

Years ago
Met you at a lakeshore
In your eyes
I could see that sun will always rise
And you did
Always seem to go far
Any chance
How to make me feel
I won the prize

Walkabouts
We would never be bored
In the air
Birds would tell us all their little lies
Then some more
Cause we always listen
Took us so
Close to paradise

Heartburn
Is not a burning heart

You took me
On a train to Paris
And you did
Buy me every pretty pair of shoes
When will we get married
On that day
I lost all my feelings for the blues

We would live
High above the rooftops
Watch the sun
See it going down
As moon would rise
Nights and days
That we still remember
Two of us
Slowly growing wise

Heartburn
Is not a burning heart