They threw it up in the air
And told it to come down
But when the heart beats slow
The matter is lost
Where are you going?
Stay with my heart
where are you going
When it's the moment I fell apart..
Maybe they're young
and full of abstract lies
But maybe the young
know the untouched
Where are you going
When they call your name
Where are you going
This is your heart
Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:06 PM UTC
They threw it up in the air
And told it to come down
But when the heart beats slow
The matter is lost
Where are you going?
Stay with my heart
where are you going
When it's the moment I fell apart..
Maybe they're young
and full of abstract lies
But maybe the young
know the untouched
Where are you going
When they call your name
Where are you going
This is your heart