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Greg Dean: Music

This Heartbeat's Mine

(Greg Dean)
This Heartbeat’s Mine

You were there
You were coming to life
A blind hole
In a colorful light
An idle hand, you
You never think of anybody but I
And me, me well maybe sometimes
You ought to shed your you
And bless this feeling

I don’t even understand you
And I don’t even try
‘cause I’m black and white
and this heartbeat’s mine

You better breathe if ya wanna survive
The hate that’s growing inside
Compassion breeds truth
You will turn your trash into fire
And swing like a telephone wire
Become a bended reed

by Greg Dean copyright 2005 ASCAP