When I was on, when I was on stage and I was thinking of… What the heart wants You got me sipping on something The bed’s getting cold and you’re not here But the heart wants what it wants You got me scattered in pieces The bed’s getting cold and you’re not here But the heart wants what it wants But the heart wants what it wants This is a modern fairytale The bed’s getting cold and you’re not here But the heart wants what it wants But the heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants, baby |