HEARTBEAT

Isabel LaRosa

I can feel your heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat
You hate it that you love me, love me, love me
We don′t talk about it, but we know that you're mine (mine, mine, mine...)
It′s okay, you're nervous, it's obvious and you can′t hide (hide, hide, hide...)

We′re too close
I should go
Don't let me drive home
Take my soul, need control
Now that we′re alone

I can feel your heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat
You hate it that you love me, love me, love me

Obsessivе, you look closely, but I like that (like that, like that, like that...)
Possessivе, you're not mine, but you imply that (imply that, imply that, imply that...)

We′re too close
I should go
Don't let me drive home
Take my soul, need control
Now that we′re alone

I can feel your heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat
You hate it that you love me, love me, love me

I can feel your heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat
You hate it that you love me, love me, love me