On heavy hearts
The boulders and the barbells
Cannot outweigh my heart,
That flutters under your spells
Even when we’re apart.
Inside me something still yells;
The sound is off the chart.
If moving on is what sells,
I’d rather not be smart.
The boulders and the barbells
Cannot outweigh my heart,
That flutters under your spells
Even when we’re apart.
Inside me something still yells;
The sound is off the chart.
If moving on is what sells,
I’d rather not be smart.