Of little things i am unsure
The hum of the refrigerator
Shavings in the pencil sharpener
A blur in the rearview mirror
Footprints on the kitchen floor
The creaking of the front porch door
Clothesline playing tug-of-war
And our scarecrows in the middle
But I know where my heart lies
I know that it's over-sized
I know just how hard it tries
To beat me when I play
So I, I tend to give in anyway
You wander past the gate one day
And the sparrows scatter away
People, they got nothing to say
But they know you're gone
They know you're gone
But I know where my heart lies
I know that it's over-sized
I know just how hard it tries
To beat me when I play
I know all the telltale signs
Yes, I'm familiar with every single bu*terfly
And I tried, and I tried
To keep up my disguise
But my heart beats me
Oh, my heart beats me
Oh, my heart beats me
My heart beats me
My heart beats me
Every time
Oh, every time