Heartbeat

“Come to the window. See the light in the sky. That’s me,” she said, “I’m on my way. I don’t want to go. You know I still love you so, But this body just won’t let me stay; And there’s one more thing I have to say:

“Now I’ll cry no more for you. I’ll cry no more for you. I’m gonna cry no more for you. But what else will I do? I’ll miss you.”

Jennie felt a fire At the end of the wire, Like the call of her last rainbow. She traveled so many miles To be the light in his smiles, But in the end there was no place to go. He was just a moving picture show.

So, I’ll cry no more for you. I’ll cry no more for you. I’m gonna cry no more for you. But what else can I do? I miss you.

Was it the air — The chilly winds up there — Too much rain and not enough blue sky? He could never explain Just why he boarded that plane: He only knew they made each other cry. Babe, I swear, I still don’t know why.

And I’ll cry no more for you. I’ll cry no more for you. I’m gonna cry no more for you. But what else can I do? I miss you.

Now there’s nobody listening to the beat of my heart That can keep these rhythms from coming apart. There’s nobody listening to the beat of my heart That knows how to make this heartbeat start again. Again. Again.

Is there anybody listening for the beat of my heart That can keep these rhythms from coming apart? Is there anybody listening for the beat of my heart That knows how to make this heartbeat start again? Again? Again?