Don Henly - Heart of the matter

Posted: July 21, 2009 by fievel in Labels:

Nobody can duplicate that voice...

These times are so uncertain
There's a yearning undefined
People filled with rage
We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive in such a graceless age
The trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness
They're the very things we kill, I guess
Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms
And the work I put between us,
You know, it doesn't keep me warm