In the lullabies that I composed,
and the renditions you proposed,
this heart remains enclosed,
for you hold it utmost.
In the words that I quote
and the promises you wrote,
my heart will never float,
I’d rather sink than lose our boat.
In my faintest dream you spoke
and left a final kiss for me to woke
thought this heart will be provoked?
that must be a joke.
In the breaths that we both stole
and the nights that took their toll
did you think I'd lose control?
You were my eternal goal.
In the tears that went unwoke
and the truths we never spoke
thought my heart would finally choke?
It still beats with every stroke.
