Pardon Me

Pardon me, but wasn't that your heart? That I felt on the bed in the bed In between the sheets? I might have been confused By all the sweat There was a lot of sweat And I might be mistaken, but Pardon me, but wasn't that your heart? That I felt on the bed in the bed In between the sheets? I might have been confused By all the sweat There was a lot of sweat And I might be mistaken, but I've felt a heart before And I'm learning what a heart is for I believe a heart is made to feel the things that lay in front of it I've felt a heart before And I'm learning what a heart is for I believe a heart is made to feel the things that lay in front of it And I lay before you Pardon me, but wasn't that your heart? That I felt on the bed in the bed In between the sheets I might have been confused By all the sweat There was a lot of sweat And I might be mistaken, but I've seen your heart before I caught it peeping through my open door And it seemed it wan' to stay and stick around for just a litttle bit I've seen a heart before I could swear that yours was wanting more So I waited for you Tell me how would it feel with an open heart? To cruise around and play the fielder with a gropin' heart? Break it down to the beats of your broken heart? Or whip it out, let them see you with your open heart? How would it feel with a broken heart? To cruise around with your gropin' heart? Break it down to the beats of your broken heart? Or whip it out and let 'em see you with an open heart? How would it feel with a open heart? To cruise around with a gropin' heart? Break it down to the beats of your broken heart? Or whip it out and let them see you with your open heart? How would it feel with a open heart? To cruise around with a gropin' heart? Break it down to the beats of your broken heart? Or whip it out and let them see you with your open heart?