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.