Текст песни
As a boy I lived in a million homes
So I always would keep to myself
The lessons I learned from the stories
And poems I would steal from a library shelf
The books, like the rooms, weren't mine to keep
But the words weren't left behind
And I think of them all now when I can't sleep
And a poet who read my mind
As the wise man once wrote
Never give all the heart
Well it's easy to see
He was writing for me
I just wish I could play that part
He scribbled that love
Isn't worth thinking of
That it fades out from kiss to kiss
If I just learned those lines
Just imagine the misery I'd miss
As the Irishman said
Don't put your heart in play
Well he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mr. Yeats really paved the way
For girls that I've known
Who have clearly shown
They've been reading him from the start
Cause when it comes to me
Their kisses come free
But they never give all the heart
They're writing songs of love
But not for me
Lovely stars above
But not for me
I guess I can't erase
The memory of her face
Cause right from the start
She was playing a part
And she never gave all her heart
She kissed me but can't turn back
They're writing songs of love
But not for all my heart