Unclasp his fingers he’s completely Wrong to be afraid I know very well that It isn’t a smile
Left standing there I would have answered in good faith Heart of extasy a moment of weak this invention of man
No regrets in the house tonight No regrets at all Heart of extasy Is a moment of weakness
New York is such a mess I confess My mind inside so crowded I’ve allowed it Spoiled with sorrow Yesterdays tomorrow I’m surrounded I never found it
I’m left standing there I should have answered in good faith Heart of extasy a moment of weak this invention of man
No regrets in the house tonight No regrets at all Heart of extasy Is a moment of weakness
And the days are long Yes and the nights go on and on Yes and the days are long Yes and the nights go on and on I ask you not to call I pay you not to fall From the inside, you crumble up against the wall