As a boy, I lived in a million homes
So I always would keep to myself
The lessons I learned
From the stories and poems
I would steal from a library shelf
The books like the rooms
Weren't mine to keep
But the words weren't left behind
And I think of them all now when I can't sleep
And a poet who read my mind
As the wise men once wrote
Never give all the heart
Well, it's easy to see
He was writing for me
I just wish I could play that part
He scribbled that love isn't worth thinking of
That it fades out from kiss to kiss
If I'd just learned those lines
Just imagine the misery I'd miss
As the Irish men said
Don't put your heart in play
Well, he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mister Yeats really paved the way
For girls that I've known
Who have clearly shown
They've been reading him from the start
'Cause when it comes to me
Their kisses come free
But they never give all the heart
They're writing songs of love
But not for me
A lovely star's above
But not for me
I guess I can't erase
The mem'ry of her face
Cause right from the start
She was playing a part
And she never gave all her heart
She kissed me but her heart
They're writing songs of love
But not for all my heart