Dwight Yoakam - Second Hand Heart Lyrics

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Second Hand Heart

Second Hand Heart Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Second Hand Heart By Dwight Yoakam?
She said when I trusted love I dreamed in color too
But memories turn black and white, at least mine do... She said my brother, you know, he used to have this friend... But this is now and that was then It's better off just not to start Than to have to watch us fall apart All because of my second hand heart I said if you could count up memories but only keep the best You may not see how good they were without the rest She said look I tried a lot But I guess love it don't like me Oh and by the way, all those tries? Sure didn't come for free So it's better off just not to start Than to have to watch us fall apart All because of my second hand heart Second hand hearts Second hand hearts Second hand hearts Second hand hearts Are not just for parts So I'll take away your sad luck baby And you'll change mine When hurt starts talkin' we'll say hey, ya know, we ain't got time Then pick up all those small hopes back off the ground 'Cause after years of tears it's hard to say what's up or down So if you will, I'll try to start And take the chance that we might fall apart To try and save our second hand hearts She said when I trusted love I dreamed in color too... |
Who Wrote Second Hand Heart By Dwight Yoakam?
Dwight David Yoakam
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What's The Duration Of The Second Hand Heart By Dwight Yoakam?The duration of Second Hand Heart is 4:19 minutes and seconds. |
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