Unclasp his fingers he’s completely
Wrong to be afraid
I know very well that
It isn’t a smile
Left standing there
I would have answered in good faith
Heart of extasy
a moment of weak this invention of man
No regrets in the house tonight
No regrets at all
Heart of extasy
Is a moment of weakness
New York is such a mess I confess
My mind inside so crowded I’ve allowed it
Spoiled with sorrow Yesterdays tomorrow
I’m surrounded I never found it
I’m left standing there
I should have answered in good faith
Heart of extasy a moment of weak this invention of man
No regrets in the house tonight
No regrets at all
Heart of extasy
Is a moment of weakness
And the days are long
Yes and the nights go on and on
Yes and the days are long
Yes and the nights go on and on
I ask you not to call
I pay you not to fall
From the inside,
you crumble up against the wall