Underneath the sun
Underneath the moon
Underneath the countless stars
We will live our lives
Just beyond the brink
But why should I even think
That there could be a we
I am just a fool
Building castles in air
Made up of glass
And you are just a crack
And you will bring my world down
Yeah, you will burn it to the ground
O heart! My heart! Heart! Heart! Heart!
How could you think
You could solve the riddle of love
Now look it made you sink
It will bring you to your brink
And you are a fool
Creating a love
When you knew it can't be shared
I am just a fool
Building castles in air
Made up of glass
And you are just a crack
And you will bring my world down
Yeah, you will burn it to the ground!
P.S. - I know heart is the wrong organ to blame such things.
The line "o heart! My heart! Heart! Heart! Heart!" was stolen from a poem by Walt Whitman.
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