As a girl I lived in a million homes
So I always would keep to myself
And my lessons were learned
from the stories and poems
I would steal from a library shelf
Yes the books, like the rooms
Werent mine to keep
But the words werent left behind
And I think of them all now that I cant sleep
And a poet who read my mind
As the wise man once wrote
Never give all the heart
Well, Its easy to see
He was writing for me
I just wish I could play that part
Yes, he scribbled that love
Isnt worth thinking of
That it fades out from kiss to kiss
If I just learn those lines
Well just think of the misery Id miss
As the Irishman said
Dont put your heart up to play
When he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mr. Yeats really paved the way
For the men that Ive known
Who have clearly shown
Theyve been reading him from the start
Cause when it comes to me
Well, their kisses come free
But they never give all the heart
When he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mr. Yeats really paved the way
For the men that Ive known
Well, theyve clearly shown
Theyve been reading him from the start
Cuz each time that I fall
They never give all the heart