Vanessa Carlton - Tall Tales For Spring lyrics

God rest his head Sunday afternoon, and The wicked in me is surely the wicked in you We pray to a ghost that we've never met Time turns for a cure from the scientists for Madness, madness of the heart But you knew it, you knew it from the start And Hawking will tell us no tall tales this spring Reminds holds the key eyes that started everything Maybe it's fate, when the sadness takes hold Still stars through a window, will they ever know this Madness, madness of the heart But you knew it, you knew it from the start There's a madness, a madness of the heart But you knew it, you knew it from the start Stare a sleepy smile into a sun beam There's nothing more than a daydream Colored stained gla** cathedral Confess a past that won't let you go God rest your head Sunday afternoon And the wicked in me is surely coming through Pray to a ghost that I've never met Baby is free never met Still searchin' for someway out of this mess It's the heart It's the heart And there is a madness, a madness in the stars But you knew it, you knew it from the start Hmmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmmmmm