Your Beating Heart

Beauty picks me up than throws me to the floor
 I may never know what i was searching for,
 like a begger on my knees, never knowing what i now believe
 like a drug I took the walk back to your door,
 I had had enough but I always want more
 there was something I was needing...
 Something you were keeping...
 and than with the rest of my days before me
 I broke down and fell asleep
 to your beating heart, your beating heart, your beating heart
 In the worst of all the best times we have shared,
 through a sea of every now forgotten tear,
 you would look me in the eye so afraid to ask me," why?"
 but i knew you were the star that shines for me,
 and i had already planned to set us free,
 and in the black of the night i would ask you to be mine.
 and than with the rest of my days before me
 I broke down and fell asleep
 to your beating heart, your beating heart, your beating heart.