Car will rattle while we drive Sun is sinking in the sky Makes me think of hidden dives After a good cry Steady calming studio Slowly turns into a song I believe my heart belongs In your loving hands Brilliant yellow roadhouse sign Burns against the running dive Of the denim evening sky I see the light I take a table by the window The feeling comes on strong I believe my heart belongs In your loving hands In your loving hands you'd find A heart as soft as clementine If you'd be so inclined To let me try Measure up my words again And this time they won't come out wrong I believe my heart belongs In your loving hands