The Heart.

This adorable, odd little song struck me the first time I heard it, and I literally can’t enough of it…I adore it…

Ain’t no gift like the present tenseCan’t waste time when it comes time to danceLong live the heart/Long live the soul/That knows what it wants/No matter how far/How heavy this load/It never lets go


“The Heart” ~Needtobreathe

Ain’t no gift like the present tense
Ain’t no love like an old romance
Got’sta make hay when the sun is shinin’
Can’t waste time when it comes time to dance

Slammin’ this door with a heavy hand
signin’ this line like a deed to land
keeping in touch with the windows down
Dreading this night since the rain hit the ground

Long live the heart
Long live the soul
That knows what it wants
That piece you can find
That part is the whole
It never lets go

Always tryin to be the one outlaw
Goes where he wants never does get caught
Pushing this line like the Lord ain’t comin’
Building this house like they’re scared of something else

Be my winter in this living hell
Be my one last dying wishing well
oh well

Long live the heart
Long live the soul
That knows what it wants
That piece you can find
That part is the whole
It never lets go

Got’sta make hay when the sun is shinin
Can’t waste time when it comes time to dance
keeping in touch with the windows down
Dreading this night since the rain hit the ground

Long live the heart
Long live the soul
That knows what it wants
That piece you can find
That part is the whole
It never lets go

Long live the heart
Long live the soul
That knows what it wants
No matter how far
How heavy this load
It never lets go

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