My Heart

You are so tender with your calls. Let’s quiet now, let’s keep sleeping love.

You reach a peak and then crawl down, you slay the morning and console the night. But let us quiet love, let us sleep.

You run a mile and walk the rest, you cast a shadow and work for nothing more than to say you work. Let’s keep quiet love, let us sleep.

When we are in want, we mistake anything with love. The hunger keeps calling and hoping to fall into warmth. But we know how cold arms can be, so quiet now, let us keep sleeping.