20 Years in the Making

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 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 meaning, keep on dreaming

Thinking myself even deeper every day

Contemplating, formulating and even dedicating

Meanings to feelings that I can't play advocate

Still I know, I know, I must have something right

And 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

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 meaning, keep on dreaming