The ***, The Heat - Lyrics - I Am In Love

Your love hurts. You're saving up to make it worse. But still I've laid here all this time. The ***, the heat. A million heavy drums beat. Here's all to play for in this symphony. Why fight, why try, to keep all of the fear inside? Why run, why climb, why hide? And it must be a miracle, that we're not over. And it must be a miracle, we're not said and done. And it must be magic, that we have no ending. We have no ending. We've only just begun. We've only just begun. Your love hurts. You're saving up to make it worse. Still I'm holding on this time. Our eyes will meet. A journey we can never beat. From a dream a wide awakening. Will it ever be? Will it ever be? And it must be a miracle, that we're not over. And it must be a miracle, we're not said and done. And it must be magic, that we have no ending. We have no ending. We've only just begun. We've only just begun. And it must be a miracle, that we're not over. And it must be a miracle, we're not said and done.