Beating For You
In the dead of the night,
I lay awake in thought.
In the dark, out of sight,
where all questions are caught.
I ask all I can,
but never hear a word.
I can't understand
why my questions are't heard.
Everything's repeated, refresh and restart.
That's when I hear the beating of a heart
My own I assume and in the dark of the room.
I can feel the cold loom as I mimic the tune,
I hear the sound beating, again and again.
The tune keeps repeating inside of my head.
I find that my thoughts can control my heart's tune.
And that the beating gets faster, when I'm thinking of you.
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