You look around you now,
it's like you've never seen
In broken imagery,
the two familiar things
A painted photograph,
the way you took it in your dreams
You roll the window up, turn on the radio,
and think about how far
you have to go before
the only sound you hear is
plain soft and low.
An d as it is,
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I want to be the one who makes it run
Over and over in a dance in the sun
I want to be the one to whom you run
In perfect time
Can't hear the traffic now
Don't hear the factories
The drivers honk their horns
In silent symphonies
The anchormen will make
A revolution without sound
You can't remember
when you crossed the borderline
Between what's happening
and what you feel inside
But once you make a choice,
you can't turn off from the ride
And as it is, I hear your heart beat like a drum
I want to be the one that makes it run
Over and over in the po etry of love
I want to be the one to make it run
In perfect timing
In perfect time
Never let it go away
You look around you now,
it's like you've never seen
In broken imagery,
the two familiar things
A painted photograph,
the way you took it in your dreams
And as it is,
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I want to be the one
who makes it run
Over and over in the po etry of love
I want to be the one to whom you run
In time
In perfect time
In perfect time
In perfect time
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
I hear your heart beat like a drum
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