...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
... HEARTBEATS ... HEARTBEATS ... HEARTBEATS ... HEARTBEATS ... HEARTBEATS ... HEARTBEATS ... HEARTBEATS ...
this heart has been used
beaten and abused
betrayed so bad and left for dead
no wonder I want to love with my head
but this heart can still dream
foolish as it seems
and past the anger and the fear
a child still waits in here
a childs love still lives here
so can you be patient
will you understand
if this heart starts running
when it's in your hand
can you help the healing
this was never planned
and it feels so foolish
no wonder I want to keep my head in the sand
but this heart can still dream
foolish as it seems
beyond the hate and fear
a child still lives here
a childs love still lives here
I will not play the human game
this heart will not pretend
it's bleeding now, needs time to heal
and some pains never end
I will not leave this heart behind
love lasts for all time
so some will come and some will go
no wonder I want to live in rhyme
still this heart can still dream
foolish as it seems
beyond the pain and fear
a child still lives here
a childs love still lives here
every verse is different
meters always change
like patterns in life as growing
makes us feel so strange
but through all the changes
this heart's mae for loving
no wonder I'm a victim of the game
what happens when you can't trust anymore?
you can't even explain
the numbing of that pain
are you living love or are you keeping score?
what are you living for
there's so much you ignore
this heart refuses to pass through that door
for this heart can still dream
foolish as it seems
beyond the tears and fear
a child still lives here
a childs love still lives here
you can use me or abuse me
I'll give you my trust
unconditionally
and you can keep it
as long as you want it
that is my reality
for this heart can still dream
foolish as it seems
beyond the dreams and fear
a child still lives here
a childs love still lives here
foolish as it seems
a child still lives here
a childs love still lives here
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