Swing of the Heart.

Swing along the waves on the shore
Sitting on the stairs of the broken door
Holding my heart in my hands and cry
What have I done to him why? why?

Dancing with every drop of blood
And hit the sands that mix with mud
Looking at the pages written on his wall
The story of the great ME that have falled

I fell for her and she cut me deep
I took her high, and she sold me cheap
The slavery chains still hold the marks
On my heart you can see the bite of the shark

Listen to me my heart and pray
That one day you will find your way
The wounds are deep you cannot mend
You need to rest, stop beating my friend