On hearts - Confined
A billion stars could shine,
Their light on you, my dear;
Still, you won’t cross the line
That to you draws me near.
If truly you confine
Your heart, not out of fear,
Well then you could be mine—
If still you volunteer.
A billion stars could shine,
Their light on you, my dear;
Still, you won’t cross the line
That to you draws me near.
If truly you confine
Your heart, not out of fear,
Well then you could be mine—
If still you volunteer.