Sunday, October 18, 2015

7 and 8 and 78

7 ways I've thought of how to speak to your heart. 
8 ways I've thought of how I'd end up breaking it because of mine.

So I guess I need a little extra heart to go along with mine. Cause it feels like a broken puzzle, scattered over this universe I'm lookin up at. Wondering which star I need to wish on for you to show. Hands held. Car drives. Bright sunset. Eyes and lips and ears and hearts. 

Scattered over the whole sky. 
I
I don't know. I mean I don't remember. I mean uh I'm sorry. 
I'm 
inexperienced. 

If you can show me you trust me with that heart of yours 
Well I'll make sure I find 78 ways of how to make it beat.