Now this heart is tired,
and went into the hive
The beating of it's soul,
had finally relapsed
Now that this heart is a little tired,
I think it's about time to bring the things back
As long as she's free and flying,
there's no need to be bothering
Tell me how to stop this restless heart,
from flying away and depart
Now what will this thing do,
when it starts living without you
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