Dear heart
Dear heart
Stop beating
While I sort
My broken dreams
While I mend
My darkened wings
So I can fly
Soar angina
Be reunited with my dreaming friend
Reckon with me
My dear heart,
Shh shh
For I have fixed them
And do not wish them to fall apart
Shh shh
While I fit them
My brightened wings
My new found dreams
Can't you see it?
There's the sky
In my grasp
I soon then clasp
Onto the hand
Of my holy friend
