Out on a limb it’s not any colder Then it is in the man with my heart Every time you cry on my shoulder It’s colder than the man with my heart
Chorus1x: Maybe there’s ways to figure out what I’m doin’ what I’m doin’ is easy enough and maybe there’s ways to figure I can be true than I’m losing my love to you
Tonight on the town (?) And over a boulder older than the man with my heart Hats off to him my cursed run is over the curse on the man with my heart