You can starve me for affection
Till my soul's just skin and bone,
And make the words "I'm sorry"
Feel the same as throwing stones.
I might be standing all alone,
I will stand in the thunder
While I'm tied to the mast of a leaky boat in a hurricane
But I will find my way back to you
It won't be denied, it just does what it does.
There ain't no way to kill it
When it's coursing through your blood.
Shoot an arrow through the heart,
The heart keeps on beating.
It's that old man at the counter
Every morning sharp at nine
Where she stood him up for coffee
Some fifty years gone by.
And it's this fool right here in front of you
Hoping you might change your mind.
It won't be denied, it just does what it does.
There ain't no way to kill it
When it's coursing through your blood.
Shoot an arrow through my heart,
The heart keeps on beating.
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