Sacred Heart - The Nixons

A place without a name

A heart that’s wrapped in chains

I hear a broken cry

There’s nothing here but what’s in your mind

And down a dark road through an open gate

That seemed to move alone

Myth or truth is so hard to say

Still it chills my heart

Sacred heart

Snow yields to rain

And somehow I never felt us change

I’m running for the son

A quiet home above

Down a pathway through an open gate

That seemed to move alone

There the truth is so hard to say

Still it chills my heart

I couldn’t tell you everything

There’s something I should keep for my own

I couldn’t tell you everything

Got secrets that you wouldn’t want to know

A place without a name

A heart that’s wrapped in fairytale chains

I’m running for the son

A quiet home above

Sacred heart

Do not be afraid of

It’s only dark

I’m freezing

From the heart

Sacred Heart