Missing Heart
Dwight Yoakam
I am a missing heart
With no place left to start
To ever find my way
Around these empty parts
I am a missing heart
I am an open wound
In need of time and room
With the space to heal
Any loss that looms
I am an open wound
I searched so long
And all that i found is now gone
Because anywhere i looked was always wrong
I am a pleading voice
Lacking any choice
But to be the truth
Over all the noise
I am a pleading voice
I am a vacant stare
Ignoring every glare
That might prove to hold just the slightest dare
I am a vacant stare
Ignoring every glare
I searched so long
And all that i found is now gone
Because anywhere i looked was always wrong
I am a missing heart
With no place left to start
To ever find my way
Around these empty parts
I am a missing heart