The little heart is pounding,
The little heart still loves,
The little heart is bouncing,
It’s breaking into halves.

‘Cause no one knows around it,
What’s happening inside.
It’s waiting till you find it,
But somehow you are blind.

Stop being so indifferent,
Stop being icy cold.
It’s time to make things different,
Just give a hand to hold.

And then you’ll feel the glory,
How big the heart can be.
It’ll be the perfect story,
That only love can see.