Time to confess,What I feel inside my chest- when my heart keeps breathing rhythms to you’re name-So intoxicating is the music you create, I can feel my body givin’ in...Clear is my visiono,like it was in the beginning,I’m tearing down the walls in front of me-bearing my all just to be at you’re beck and call...Feeling a melody of my own...
A beat, that is untraceable...A rhythm that is untapped. I feel myself dancing...
