A Mind With a Heart of Its Own - The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart

I remember her standing in the tall grass and cattails

Away from the windows at the end of the day

Watch the men from the landing with tall hats and coat-tails

She’d never look different, but something would change

A mind with a heart of its own

A mind with a heart of its own

Yeah a mind with a heart of its own

Well the man out to end us had a hurricane business

He’d raise them from babies all by his-self

But his teenage accountant had become surrounded

He drank up the party and everyone left

A mind with a heart of its own

A mind with a heart of its own

Yeah a mind with a heart of its own

Well I been to Brooker and I been to Micanopy

I been to St. Louis too, I been all around the world

I’ve been over to your house

And you’ve been over sometimes to my house

I’ve slept in your treehouse

My middle name is Earl

A mind with a heart of its own

A mind with a heart of its own

Yeah a mind with a heart of its own

A mind with a heart of its own

A mind with a heart of its own

Yeah a mind with a heart of its own