someday i'll toss all your presents   and bury the letters left unsent   cause it's bad to do what's easy   just cause it's easy   and i wanna do what pleases me but i can't      the road, she'd roll round the side of the mountain   with nowhere to go   but the heart, we know,   when it's needin' it's careenin' toward bein' alone      someday i'll find the mind to mend it   and make dry these eyes i've gotten wet'   cause it's bad to do what's easy just cause it's easy   i wanna do what pleases me but i can't      the crow, he'd mow half the grass on the knoll   with nowhere to go   but the heart, we know,   when it's lovin' it's leanin' toward bein' alone      the oats we sow,   they could seed on forever with nowhere to grow   but the heart, we know,   when it's askin' its exact twin it will not be alone