Can suffice to be a warm nice person tomorrow 
And life flows the experience was awesome 
Life is beautiful…life is good 
But who deep down there 
The stranger that turns to be an angel 
Some days gone by 
Seconds by seconds 
Friendship blossom awesome 
But no knows who got to know 
Who knows the heart 
As men we don’t know our heart 
Neither do we know the thought 
Of the one who seats next to us 
Who knows the heart 
Even if we hears the heart beats 
But who knows what the heart 
What it says though it beats like drum 
So high at crescendo pitching high 
But the deeds of the heart no one knows 
And the fears that grips us often 
Is this person who is so loving today 
Changing like a sleep of the night tomorrow 
Also like a book that left the shelf long ago 
Who knows the heart 
That is an age long searched question 
That the heart has never found an answer to 
That no can fathom the depth of it 
That is just the superficial outwardness 
The heart of men…who knows the heart 
Heaven knows all the answers 
That time will ever tell 
From the sounds of the heart beats 
To every bit of the words of the heart 
But who knows the intent of what the heart says 
But only heaven knows all the answers to all that time we ever tell...

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