MON COEUR
In the house way down by the lake
A story told of my love for one man in a mystic way
My heart, my heart. My heart becomes still
I call on all the silence you make
And ask the question
Do you live inside, outside me?
Ill keep choosing to love you again & again
No end, nowhere to begin
Look me in the eye
Are you all out of love?
Mon Coeur
My heart
Am I asking too much??
Can you here my whisper?
Listen
I love you.
I call on the silence you make
One day I will stop calling
Then one day
I will be free
Mon Coeur
My heart
Laura McCree
