Unsophisticated Heart

take a walk on sunday
it ain't that hard
take a walk on sunday 
it ain't that hard

and if my thoughts are hard to gather
if i don't know where to start
it ain't my mind that matters
for i have an unsophisticated heart

i tried to trust a stranger 
it got hard
you know, i tried to trust a stranger 
it got hard

now i see things like a soldier
yet i'm jealous of the dark
if my eyes have only gotten older
i still have an unsophisticated heart

oh my eyes will be hard 
and my voice will be guarded 
my mind so bewildered
and buried in the garden
you may still know my by just one part

i tried to keep your secret
it got hard
there was nowhere i could keep it
it got hard

and theres one thing for certain 
when they come with their dogs and their guards 
i can hide behind the thinnest curtains
for i have an unsophisticated heart