The heart never swam in an ocean of love,
It soared through the sky,
Free to play and dance,
In the skies above.

The wind she carried it,
Ever blowing under its wings,
Keeping it soaring,
With the songs she'd sing.

The soft whistles through cliffsides,
The whispers in the sky,
The warmth of a soft breeze,
Blowing by its side.

It soared ever further,
But the wind stayed behind.
Until the heart could no longer hear,
Her whispers in the sky.

The heart never swam in an ocean of love,
So, it does not sink,...