• A heart is full
    When it is born
    Though through it's life
    It's shattered and torn
    Taken away from happy and bright
    Brought into the deadly fight
    Life and love are all it knows
    The most painful parts are how it grows
    It is cut, it is beat
    IT is caught, it is freed
    Many a break will it suffer
    Switching its love from one to another
    feeling down in times of sorrow
    Constantly hoping for tomorrow
    LEft for dead and taken for life
    Sadness and worry, happiness and light
    It knows not the difference
    Of a man nor a girl
    It knows but love and pain in the world
    It heals itself, though prides it's scars
    Constantly wishing on shooting stars
    You may believe you are alone
    But your heart itself is always prone
    To the violence and the pain
    Never fully healed again
    A heart is full
    when it is born
    Throughout your life
    It's shattered and torn
    Sticking with you in times of sorrow
    Faithfully looking toward tomorrow
    Trust your heart
    It is your soul
    Let it play its healthy role
    It will cycle through the days
    Sometimes fine, sometimes in pain