Besedila: Hall & Oates. Secret Heart.

Imagine a world where the truth always changes

The more that you listen, the more you can hear

A world full of questions and no single answers

Memories a minefield of dangerous tears

Lcons are symbols,

They haunt us through time

Anger's a weapon,

That seems to divide



Chorus



Along the road,

That leads to desire,

Inside our secret heart

Pleasure we take

Is our desire

We found our secret heart

(our secret heart)



Boundaries of pleasure remain undecided


Instinct's a power that never stands stiii

Looking for answers in unknown places

In the depths of our darkness, we will find our will

Speakin' in a language, not found within

It's a curious stranger who fools with sin



Chorus x2



Illusions are something we reason inside us

Secrets are something we keep close to home

Oh I know that you think it's a vague supposition

(ya well) yet here we are in the wild zone

(wild zone)

Speakin' in a language

Not found within

It's a curious stranger who fools with sin



Chorus x3