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