When I listen to my heart,
I hear the whispers, the wishes it shoots at the first star it sees.
The hopes and dreams that always seem reachable but then again not reachable.

When I listen to my heart,
I can hear it telling me that I should stay away from him.
I hear the protests and the strain as it tries to pull away
but at the same time I hear it secretly telling itself that it wants.

When I listen to my heart,
I hear the sighs of not wanting to continue with anything.
The tired groans pulse throughout my body.
Telling me that I should stop and rest.

When I listen to my heart,
I hear the blood pump through the veins.
That's all really

When I listen to my heart
I sometimes listen and sometimes don't.