All This & Heaven Too
And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks and tongues and quiet sighs
And prayers and proclamations
In the grand days of great men
And the smallest of gestures
In short shallow gasps
But with all my education I can't seem to commend it
And the words are all escaping me and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can't seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand
The meaning of the word you say
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
And it talks to me in tiptoes
And it sings to me inside
It cries out in the darkest night
And breaks in morning light
But with all my education I can't seem to commend it
And the words are all escaping and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can't seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand
The meaning of the word you say
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand
The meaning of the word you say
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
No, words or language
It doesn't deserve such treatment
And all my stumbling phrases never amounted
To anything worth this feeling
All this heaven never could describe such a feeling
As I'm having words were never so useful
So I was screaming out a language
That I never knew existed before