Texty: Howard Jones. Revolution Of The Heart. I've Said Too Much.

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Put that finger back to my lips,
Will I taste of sugar or of cold wet stone
Hope the shell will break on a paper dinner plate
Ooh not a headstone

How long does it take to change the man
How much sun to melt a frozen life
How long will it take for the mask to slip
And find a way to mend this broken heart

I?ve said too much, I?ve opened up
I?ve spilled my guts,
I can?t go back, no I won?t go back, no I shouldn?t ever go back to you.

Push your finger into my ribs
Am I made of honey am I made of bone
Scrape your nails over my skin
To find how many layers I?m wrapped in

How long does it take to change the man
How much sun to melt a frozen life
How long will it take for the mask to slip
And find a way to mend this broken heart

I?ve said too much, I?ve opened up
I?ve spilled my guts,
I can?t go back, no I won?t go back, no I shouldn?t ever go back to you.

shouldn?t ever go back to you
shouldn?t ever go back
shouldn?t ever go back to you

Here?s the person, you used to know
A strange new alchemy, produces the gold
A local warming of a frozen ghost
A homeless entity returned to the host.

How long does it take to change the man
How much sun to melt a frozen life
How long will it take for the mask to slip
And find a way to mend this broken heart

I?ve said too much, I?ve opened up
I?ve spilled my guts,
No I can?t go back, no I won?t go back, no I shouldn?t ever go back to you

I?ve said too much, I?ve opened up
I?ve spilled my guts,
I can?t go back, no I won?t go back, no I shouldn?t ever go back to you

shouldn?t ever go back to you
shouldn?t ever go back
shouldn?t ever go back