take a walk on sunday   it ain't that hard   take a walk on sunday    it ain't that hard      and if my thoughts are hard to gather   if i don't know where to start   it ain't my mind that matters   for i have an unsophisticated heart      i tried to trust a stranger    it got hard   you know, i tried to trust a stranger    it got hard      now i see things like a soldier   yet i'm jealous of the dark   if my eyes have only gotten older   i still have an unsophisticated heart      oh my eyes will be hard    and my voice will be guarded    my mind so bewildered   and buried in the garden   you may still know my by just one part      i tried to keep your secret   it got hard   there was nowhere i could keep it   it got hard      and theres one thing for certain    when they come with their dogs and their guards    i can hide behind the thinnest curtains   for i have an unsophisticated heart