Your Heart

You stared at your feet today I drove to you in April rains Wished it was last Saturday I still didn't know you Your mouth is like broken glass It's the only thing I'm looking at Sharpless though my new foundness Walls made of windows Your heart is high Your heart is high You're louder than the kitchen sink I'm louder than the thoughts I think Looking at the mess I made I'm staring at the counter Your heart is high Your heart is high Your heart is high Your heart is high