| When I was a child there was no separation
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| My head and my heart were the same
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| And as I grew up I heard their explanations
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| And I got caught up in their minds
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| My heart, my head, my heart, my head
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| And so I was played by my self, complication
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| My head and my heart weren’t in line
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| Because I imagined two different creations
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| With powerful forces behind
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| My heart, my head, my heart, my head
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| I finally remembered my days in the forest
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| When I walked alone quietly
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| The sun’s broken rays and the sound of the water
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| That flowed over rocks in a stream
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| My heart, my head, my heart, my head
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| My heart, my head, my heart, my head |