I’ll confide to you,
Whisper my fears.
You’ll get me through,
Dry my tears
Before we bid adieu.
Explain the lies,
The pillage and rape.
The children’s cries
We’d like to forsake.
It’s hard to sing anymore,
We’ve sung it all before.
Right from wrongs,
A very old song.
You can’t control them.
Less is less and more is more.
Can only hope to contain them.
Circumstance is the devil,
Can tear us apart.
Think about it, talk about it,
Drinking doesn’t do any good.
Neither does dying.
What does it all mean?
Love is at the heart of everything.
Oh well, what the hell, let it be, let it be.
Life struggles with precision.
Is a word or two with no reason
Too much to ask, too great a task?
Before we close the curtain,
Just as a lark,
Try a word not so uncertain.
Clueless, ruthless, or dark.
Love is more than show and spend.
Love is the door to the heart,
More than something to lend.
Circumstance is the devil,
Can tear us apart.
Think about it, talk about it.
Drinking doesn’t do any good.
Neither does dying.
What does it all mean?
Love is at the heart of everything.
Oh well, what the hell, let it be.
Don’t want to know no one cares
That you’re a forgotten
Johnny one-note
Playing East Lynne on a showboat
Up and down the Mississippi,
A melodrama
Like the one I’m living.
Our eyes can see
The possibility,
Wondrous properties may yet be.
We will feel the child’s light
In the darkest night.
Pears will ripen,
The sun will shine.
Bells will ring
And all will sing!
Remembering one thing,
Love is the heart of everything.
Love is the heart of everything.
Circumstance is the devil,
Can tear us apart.
Think about it, talk about it.
Drinking doesn’t do any good.
Neither does dying.
What does it all mean?
Love is at the heart of everything.
You’re tired of me,
Hearing me moan.
I wanna be lazy,
Drink my tea.
Leave it all alone.
What do you say?
Just worry about today.
Oh well, what the hell, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Just remember . . . love is the heart of everything.
Love is the heart of everything.
