Heart of Stone

Sometimes I look in the mirror and I don't like what I see And I wonder if she'll ever know the darker side of me Is my reflection just a shell of the truth? Am I the living or am I the dying proof I'm learning to move slow I'm learning to let go I'm learning most things a man my age is supposed to know And I'm learning how to write I'm learning how to sleep at night I'm learning after these years how to be thankful for what I got And I carry on with a heart of stone and calloused hands Sometimes I think I'm crazy, washed up in the brain And as for my youth I threw most of those years away And I can't even apologize for half the things I've done Or all the nights spent looking down the wrong end of a gun But I'm learning how to love I'm learning 'bout the Lord above I'm learning that he's giving me more than anything I could dream of And I'm learning how to pray a little more everyday I'm learning to accept the things about me I can't change And I carry on with a heart of stone and calloused hands And I'm learning to move slow I'm learning to let go I'm learning most things a man my age is supposed to know And I'm learning how to love I'm learning about the Lord above I'm learning that she's given me more than anything I could dream of But I carry on with a heart of stone and calloused hands Yeah, I carry on with this heart of stone and calloused hands --- Heart of Stone - Whiskey Myers