If only my hear spoke, the things it would tell me 
To hold onto meaning, keep on dreaming 
If only my heart spoke, the things it would tell me 
To hold onto meaning, keep on dreaming 

Everything tumbles oh so quickly to the ground 
as I sit here wishing, waiting and anticipating 
I don't know what calculations I have made 
but I know I, know I, must have something right 

If only my heart spoke, the things it would tell me 
To hold onto meaning, keep on dreaming 
If only my heart spoke, the things it would tell me 
To hold onto meaing, keep on dreaming 

Thinking myself even deeper every day 
Comtemplating, formulating and even dedicating 
meanings to feelings that I can't play advocate 
Still I know I, know I, must have something right 
Butterflies deep between my heart and stomach 
Tell me I'm alive 
Those butterflies deep between my heart and stomach tell me I'm alive