Two hearts beating steadily,
An evenly paced race,
One will win eventually,
The other will fall flat on its face.
Between heaven and hell,
Our actions will only tell,
If one heart will fly,
And the other be broken, left to die.
It’s such a foolish game,
Our hearts made to love,
To give, to take, to go back and play,
If only they could decide to walk away.