Be still my heart of sixteen years,
You need not beat for dependence is feared...
Be still my heart of sixteen years,
You need not beat for dependence is feared...
Can you look into my heart?
Please tell me I won't fall apart...
The sun melted behind the hills,
Twilight came into view...
He’ll never be the president,
And I’ll never be on TV...
Sitting by him in the airport,
I feel the tears race to my eyes...
And if my heart stopped beating, would you pick up the pace? |
I take a little breath and I die a little more, |
I think it’s better if things remain where they are, |