Is it me or is that heart beating,
under a red sweet coat or a cold dark beating

As I watch you my pulse rise,
Is it of fear or love beating

Will you be there if i ever fall,
Or would you just stare into the dark beating

Shall I wait any longer for the rain to ever fall,
Is it really worth the fight in this drought of beating,

Love, Under a Beat shall I speak,
For another piece of my heart is still beating.