Standing at my window, hidden by the night Harboring the private wounds, safe and out of sight There's an agony in living, but there's a comfort in the truth That no one knows my heart better than you.
I can face a lot of people with this sanguine act of mine Guarded by the eloquence I sometimes hide behind But it's a veil of false pretenses that You can see right thru 'Cause no one knows my heart better than you.
Chorus: Part of me is reaching, and part of me holds back But when it comes to You I am a doorway You're free to walk into 'Cause no one knows my heart better than you.
Chorus: Part of me is reaching, and part of me holds back But when it comes to You I am a doorway You're free to walk into 'Cause no one knows my heart better than you.
There's an agony in living but there's a comfort in the truth That no one knows my heart, oh, no one knows my heart No one knows my heart better than you...
Compositores: Obed Wayne Kirkpatrick Jr. (Kirkpatrick Wayne) (BMI), Susan Rae Hill (Susan Ashton) (ASCAP), William Sprague Jr (Sprague Billy) (ASCAP)Editores: Birdwing Music (ASCAP), Skin Horse Inc (ASCAP), Universal Music Careers (BMI)Publicado em 1991ECAD verificado obra #5698006 e fonograma #18544625 em 07/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM