Frequencies
I*ve never been quite as tough as them
I*ve been picking up frequencies
Just as long as my little heart could beat me down
Before I run off and drown in the stuff that never happened
The crazy thing about love
Is that it*s always good enough
And if you let it grow then you know for sure
That it could hurt you more
But you*ve been hurt before
By all of the stuff that never happened
Follow your heart
*Til it*s easy, *til it*s open
Long enough to feel a little bit broken
*Til heaven has spoken
You got a hold of me before I got to be
The kind of person that I dreamed I*d be
The kind of person that would never ever hide away
When there*s so much to say about the things that matter
Follow your heart
*Til it*s easy, *til it*s open
Long enough to feel a little bit broken
*Til heaven has spoken
Follow your heart
*Til it*s easy, *til it*s open
Long enough to feel a little bit broken
*Til heaven has spoken
*Til heaven has...