
I Can’t Steer My Heart Clear Of You Elton John
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[Verse 1]
Take me for granted, I think that I could stand it
After all these rough seas, left me reckless and abandoned
Say the spirits willing, chance a new beginning
Break down the cold front, give me peace and understanding
[Pre-Chorus]
And you wait, and you wonder
Will she still beat the drum and bring the thunder?
Will she still be the star and see me through?
Because I can't steer my heart clear of you
[Chorus]
No I can't steer my heart clear of you
It's the way it's been, ever since you sailed
Out of a storm and into view, and should I drift away
The compass holds the clue, you control the weather
And I can't steer my heart clear of you
[Verse 2]
Make me your penance, show me your innocence
Everything is history, from the aching to the pleasure
We enjoy the torture, the slow pain that it taught us
Everything gets twisted, let me burn or bring me water
[Pre-Chorus]
Take me for granted, I think that I could stand it
After all these rough seas, left me reckless and abandoned
Say the spirits willing, chance a new beginning
Break down the cold front, give me peace and understanding
[Pre-Chorus]
And you wait, and you wonder
Will she still beat the drum and bring the thunder?
Will she still be the star and see me through?
Because I can't steer my heart clear of you
[Chorus]
No I can't steer my heart clear of you
It's the way it's been, ever since you sailed
Out of a storm and into view, and should I drift away
The compass holds the clue, you control the weather
And I can't steer my heart clear of you
[Verse 2]
Make me your penance, show me your innocence
Everything is history, from the aching to the pleasure
We enjoy the torture, the slow pain that it taught us
Everything gets twisted, let me burn or bring me water
[Pre-Chorus]
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