Del Amitri - Hammering Heart Lyrics
I suppose love lives in a dustbin behind the garden wallYou have to grovel on the ground and be pretty disgustingTo find it at allAnd I suppose that it grows on youStanding there with no clothes on,And I suppose because theres beautiful girls in this townIll stay here till Ive chosen one.I suppose lifes like a hunt, really: the hounds have funUntil the fox gets baggedAnd not one girl in this town will ever fall in love with me:Theyll get dragged.Her heart speaks to me; says the room the room the roomBeneath her dress, and I suppose that it beats for meLike a hammering moon pulling tides through her chestSuppose she says that she owes meAll that she owns and all that she isIt seems to me I suppose that her hearts not enoughAnd her love is a swizz.So suppose love lives in a mansionHow the hell do I get over the wall?And if my ropes not stretched the right tensionI wont cross this grand canyon at all.And I suppose that it grows like a tumor, spreads like a rumorLike the grass grows and inch every dayAnd I suppose that before I even know it, the tide will start flowingAnd the drum beneath my jacket will say:You know you need her everydayShe is the moon and she showed me her faceShe is the house and she opened the gates
