How Your Heart Is Wired - Bell X1

My tongue is scaling the north face of the neck

And we’re glaring like warriors

But I’ve a feeling you won’t look at me that way

In the morning

Cause lately you seem less sure of this thing

You’re like Bambi on ice

And there’s something in the flash of your arms

A certain longing

Kick the can

I can see you now

Behind that temper and ire

Mister Wolf knows what time it is

He says «It's dinner time!»

I don’t know what you’re carrying

Or how your heart is wired

But there’s a dangerous ticking

I cut the red one

No, the blue one

I cut the red one

No, the blue one

I cut the red one

I cut the red one

I cut the blue one

Raking over the embers and what I come across

Raking over the embers and what I come across

Is that you

Combing your hair?

And is that me

Eating an egg?

And I’ll be there

I’ll be there

I’ll be there

Like John Boy is there

My tongue is scaling the north face of the neck

And we’re glaring like warriors

But I’ve a feeling you won’t look at me that way

I’ve a feeling you won’t look at me that way

I’ve a feeling you won’t look at me that way

In the morning

Is this how it goes?

These two final throws?

Is this how it goes?

These two final throws?