My heart still beats they say, but it's so hollow without you and the pulse can only shatter my frail lifeless body as i wait alone, tonight and always, as I'm thinking the impossible, of a world with you in it, a world without my suffering, with your tender loving hand, some place private for us, and never ending sand, just the two of us, somewhere, could be this world or the next, but my heart is beating for you, tell me what comes next.
