take a walk on sunday
it ain't that hard
take a walk on sunday
it ain't that hard
and if my thoughts are hard to gather
if i don't know where to start
it ain't my mind that matters
for i have an unsophisticated heart
i tried to trust a stranger
it got hard
you know, i tried to trust a stranger
it got hard
ow i see things like a soldier
yet i'm jealous of the dark
if my eyes have only gotten older
i still have an unsophisticated heart
oh my eyes will be hard
and my voice will be guarded
my mind so bewildered
and buried in the garden
you may still know my by just one part
i tried to keep your secret
it got hard
there was nowhere i could keep it
it got hard
and theres one thing for certain
when they come with their dogs and their guards
i can hide behind the thinnest curtains
for i have an unsophisticated heart