The Undeveloped Heart Lyrics - Deacon Blue

My friend David told me 

The heart beats like a dream 

Down there at the railway station 

The Lights are turning green 

That little black-robed Franciscan priest 

Struts down to ??????????? 

Tips his hat at all the North Americans 

And dreams the dream of the argonauts 

We know the truth of the undeveloped heart 

Poplars on the Seinne and Sunset Boulevard 

The noise that can drive a love asunder 

Sometimes your dreams can leave you under 

We go climbing down myriad flights of stairs 

Blowing off the heat and dust 

Stetch our romantic souls 

To cover the wunderlust 

At midnight in some strange city 

Black-burned and medieval 

Shiver inside our paper thin raincoats 

And the silence that knows no evil 

We know the truth of the undeveloped heart 

Poplars on the Seinne and Sunset Boulevard 

The noise that can drive a love asunder 

Sometimes your dreams can leave you under 

The heart can be a lonely hunter