The Young Heart

This heart is young,
and world's against it
Each beat was priceless,
but nothing holds it

It wonder through signs,
and get many answers
Yet its still vacant,
and stays at the corners

It prayed from above,
so love may come
It was too late,
cause love was done

At twilight it yearns,
waking all sleeping hopes
It calls for mercy,
and it hangs on a rope

Each time it walks away,
the tears went back
But when the time comes,
the sadness attack

This heart is young,
and time's against it
Each beat was sorrow,
but nothing's worth it