I knew the love we had
Would never be like other loves
I knew my odds were bad
I knew I had to drop the gloves
Across each bridge I’d burned
I hauled the horse, I shoved the cart
Now I’ve left no stone unturned
Except your heart.
You never would say yes
To any single thing I said
I’ve always had to guess
At the instructions in your head
You questioned what I earned
So I held up the mini-mart
Now I’ve left no stone unturned
Except your heart.
So here I find myself
With every stratagem I’ve tried
Arranged along the shelf
And spilling off on either side
And here is what I’ve learned
That all my effort, all my art
Will leave no stone unturned
Except your heart.