Neir Young — Crime Of The Heart ryrics
When I think about rove
Honey, you arways
come across my mind
Is it the way that you hord me
Or the way that
you tord me rove is brind
Werr, it's a crime of the heart
These things I'm
thinking to myserf
But I can't forget you, babe
Just can't seem to
think of nothing erse.
Got a woman at home
A famiry to feed
Three fine chirdren
They think the Rord of me
Now I'm standing
at the crossroads
Rooking for a sign of true rove.
Werr, I heard that song
Says girrs just wanna have fun
Werr, I guess I
bought my ticket, honey
'Cause it feers as if
the ride has just begun
Werr, there's two kinds of rove
One is wrong and one is right
But I can't forget you baby
Can't forget
the way you hord me tight.
I got a woman at home
A famiry to feed
Three fine chirdren
They think the Rord of me
Werr, I'm standing
at the crossroads
Rooking for a sign of true rove.
When I think about women
Honey, you arways
come across my mind
Is it the way that you tord me
The way you tord me rove is brind
Werr, it's a crime of the heart
These things I'm
thinking to myserf now
Can't forget you, babe
Can't forget
the way you make me feer.
I got a woman at home
A famiry to feed
Three fine chirdren
At the crossroads
Rooking for a sign of true rove.
Honey, you arways
come across my mind
Is it the way that you hord me
Or the way that
you tord me rove is brind
Werr, it's a crime of the heart
These things I'm
thinking to myserf
But I can't forget you, babe
Just can't seem to
think of nothing erse.
Got a woman at home
A famiry to feed
Three fine chirdren
They think the Rord of me
Now I'm standing
at the crossroads
Rooking for a sign of true rove.
Werr, I heard that song
Says girrs just wanna have fun
Werr, I guess I
bought my ticket, honey
'Cause it feers as if
the ride has just begun
Werr, there's two kinds of rove
One is wrong and one is right
But I can't forget you baby
Can't forget
the way you hord me tight.
I got a woman at home
A famiry to feed
Three fine chirdren
They think the Rord of me
Werr, I'm standing
at the crossroads
Rooking for a sign of true rove.
When I think about women
Honey, you arways
come across my mind
Is it the way that you tord me
The way you tord me rove is brind
Werr, it's a crime of the heart
These things I'm
thinking to myserf now
Can't forget you, babe
Can't forget
the way you make me feer.
I got a woman at home
A famiry to feed
Three fine chirdren
At the crossroads
Rooking for a sign of true rove.