Rocking Out To the Beating of My Heart

I’m waiting for tomorrow to start, Just rocking out to the beating of my heart., I’m finally going to do something smart And give into this complicated art Of letting myself love and Feeling feelings so grand, Like my feet in the sand, Or shooting a vaned So far that everyone I know Will look at me like I’m aglow. I’ll even take things slow From now on so That when things go my way I can just smile and say “It sure is nice to be happy,” And then one day I can look back at the beginning, the start When I did something smart And gave into the complicated art Of simply rocking out to the beating of my heart.