Love is like a black bird sleeping on my chest

Wake me up when I’ve had enough, put me to the test

See those black wings stretched out to shadow me

Nothing I can do to stay the sting

My heart rolling to the rhythm of the rail

My tears falling to the bottom of her well

As I awaken from my own private hell

My heart is shaken from its cold prison cell

Where all roads lead back to you 

Love is like an anchor weighing down the soul

Pull it up and there’s no telling where a heart will go

So don’t leave my love drifting on the sea of time

Time has never been a friend of mine

My heart rolling to the rhythm of the rail

My tears falling to the bottom of her well

As I awaken from my own private hell

My heart is shaken from its cold prison cell

Where all roads lead back to you  

And I, yes, I 

I just can’t be free of you

My heart rolling to the rhythm of the rail

My tears falling to the bottom of her well

As I awaken from my own private hell

My heart is shaken from its cold prison cell

Where all roads lead back to you  

Where all roads lead back to you

Copyright 2011 JH French/Gracie Lake Music, BMI 1996