Hand On My Heart

And you can say well And you can pray yeah What about those days we break up the alphabet Some itch and ripple bones beneath the flesh No hesitation keeping the theory in trim What about that stuff that keeps on pouring in I wouldn't cry no pleasure in doing it but There are those days the luxury ain't too much I wouldn't bother if it was all in the mind It's in the body; the body still knows best And you can say well there goes a lucky guy Amd you can say well there goes the neighbourhood And you can say well there goes a bob or two And you can pray that it would or wouldn't happen to you And all of this is not imagination It's just me putting my hand on my heart And all of this is not in explanation It's just me putting my hand on my heart It's just me putting my hand on my heart What about those days we make up a secret pact To splash and paddle into the dark and back No hesitation never a shadow of doubt What about that stuff you keep on shouting out Oh I could try to weigh it up and measure it but Most of the time the effort is just too much I wouldn't bother if it was all in the mind It's in the body; the body still knows best