If only my hear spoke, the things it would tell me

To hold onto meaning, keep on dreaming

If only my heart spoke, the things it would tell me

To hold onto meaning, keep on dreaming



Everything tumbles oh so quickly to the ground

as I sit here wishing, waiting and anticipating

I don't know what calculations I have made

but I know I, know I, must have something right



If only my heart spoke, the things it would tell me

To hold onto meaning, keep on dreaming

If only my heart spoke, the things it would tell me

To hold onto meaing, keep on dreaming



Thinking myself even deeper every day

Comtemplating, formulating and even dedicating

meanings to feelings that I can't play advocate

Still I know I, know I, must have something right

Butterflies deep between my heart and stomach

Tell me I'm alive

Those butterflies deep between my heart and stomach tell me I'm alive