كلمات Poor Hearts

The door lies wide open You stand there half broken You turn away slowly Poor hearts are they Who seek to find shelter somewhere Confused and ?? Hiding behind reason Slipping away slowly Poor hearts are they Who seek to find shelter somewhere Poor hearts I have always found Underneath the darker ground Slipping in and ?? [singing??] out The table's still turning Poor hearts are not yearning They close their eyes and they Reflect on things that they say They know to be true They never try hard to Tug, tug away but then They never are willing You're quite at home parading With a gun to your head Poor hearts I have always found Underneath the darker ground Slipping in and ?? [singing??] out The door lies wide open You stand there half broken You turn away slowly Poor hearts are they Who seek to find shelter somewhere Confused and ?? Hiding behind reason Slipping away slowly Poor hearts are they Who seek to find shelter somewhere Poor hearts I have always found Underneath the darker ground Slipping in and ?? [singing??] out The door lies wide open You stand there half broken You turn away slowly Poor hearts are they Who seek to find shelter somewhere Confused and ?? Hiding behind reason Slipping away slowly Poor hearts are they Who seek to find shelter somewhere Poor hearts I have always found Underneath the darker ground Turning in and ?? [singing??] out