Heart beats the second hand moving to the sound of a tic toc.
And all the music people say you don’t stop.
Live and love, Live and love, Live and love.
Pretty people stop and dance.
Lonely people search for the chance.
Never losing the hope they will find some one.
While black Charlie Chan keep counting his sons.
And the rest of the world asks about his daughters.

Heart beats the minute hand keeps out pacing its brother.
And all the politicians keep in step.
Pretty people clap their hands.
Lonely people continue their stare.
Never losing hope that you could be the one.
Still all waits for the return of the promised son.
But Walter P. Carter won’t let him out to play.
Heart beats the hour hand predicts the rising of the sun.
This is the continuing cycle ’til “kingdom come.”
As all heart beats and beats, and beats.
And all the music people say you don’t stop.
Live and love, live and love, live and love.

HEART BEATS