Old Hearts

Excuse me sister Thought I heard you call my name Though we share the same mother I know things ain’t been the same When the fiends of the world are calling Will you be my friend, my friend, my friend And it’s hard to see you dying When I’m feeling so alive Saw a chorus of angels Singing songs about old hearts We’ve all got secrets But I’m the one to blame I stand by the street at night Wondering if we’ll be okay