Missing Heart - Dwight Yoakam

I am a missing heart

With no place left to start

To ever find my way

Around these empty parts

I am a missing heart

I am an open wound

In need of time and room

With the space to heal

Any loss that looms

I am an open wound

I searched so long

And all that I found is now gone

Because anywhere

I looked was always wrong

I am a pleading voice

Lacking any choice

But to be the truth

Over all the noise

I am a pleading voice

I am a vacant stare

Ignoring every glare

That might prove to hold

Just the slightest dare

I am a vacant stare

Ignoring every glare

I searched so long

And all that I found is now gone

Because anywhere

I looked was always wrong

I am a missing heart

With no place left to start

To ever find my way

Around these empty parts

I am a missing heart