story of a heart
Singer:brian may
just a glimpse of a face in the crowd
as i stare at the back of a bus
knowing there's no use denying
i can't stop thinking about us
and now i'm out in the cold
and i know i shouldn't have told my story
but the images keep coming through
his hands resting a while on the oars
speaking with quiet conviction
carefully unlocking doors
where the ink hadn't dried
all emotions pent up inside
or did i just imagine it all
putting a face on a stranger
a face i find more and more hard to recall
i look for you everywhere
time went by and sadness took the place of despair
in a way you'll stay with me 'til death do us part
like a shadow deep in my heart forever
the story all of it mine)
and now i'm out in the cold)
where the ink hadn't dried
swept away and lost in love what was i to do
i just had to read it to you
now you've heard my story