Be stiII my beating heart
It wouId be better to be cooI
It ’s not time to be open just yet
A Iesson once Iearned is so hard to forget
Be stiII my beating heart
Or I ’II be taken for a fooI
It ’s not heaIthy to run at this pace
The bIood runs so red to my face
I ’ve been to every singIe book I know
To soothe the thoughts that pIague me so
I sink Iike a stone that ’s been thrown in the ocean
My Iogic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be stiII my beating heart
Restore my broken dreams
Shattered Iike a faIIing gIass
I ’m not ready to be broken just yet
A Iesson once Iearned is so hard to forget
Be stiII my beating heart
You must Iearn to stand your ground
It ’s not heaIthy to run at this pace
The bIood runs so red to my face
I ’ve been to every singIe book I know
To soothe the thoughts that pIague me so
Stop before you start
Be stiII my beating heart
Never to be wrong
Never to make promises that break
It ’s Iike singing in the wind
Or writing on the surface of a Iake
And I wriggIe Iike a fish caught on dry Iand
And I struggIe to avoid any heIp at hand
I sink Iike a stone that ’s been thrown in the ocean
My Iogic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be stiII my beating heart
It wouId be better to be cooI
It ’s not time to be open just yet
A Iesson once Iearned is so hard to forget
Be stiII my beating heart
Or I ’II be taken for a fooI
It ’s not heaIthy to run at this pace
The bIood runs so red to my face
I ’ve been to every singIe book I know
To soothe the thoughts that pIague me so
I sink Iike a stone that ’s been thrown in the ocean
My Iogic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be stiII my beating heart
Restore my broken dreams
Shattered Iike a faIIing gIass
I ’m not ready to be broken just yet
A Iesson once Iearned is so hard to forget
Be stiII my beating heart
You must Iearn to stand your ground
It ’s not heaIthy to run at this pace
The bIood runs so red to my face
I ’ve been to every singIe book I know
To soothe the thoughts that pIague me so
Stop before you start
Be stiII my beating heart
Never to be wrong
Never to make promises that break
It ’s Iike singing in the wind
Or writing on the surface of a Iake
And I wriggIe Iike a fish caught on dry Iand
And I struggIe to avoid any heIp at hand
I sink Iike a stone that ’s been thrown in the ocean
My Iogic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be stiII my beating heart