The Heart Is Gone

The heart is gone, but the beat is still there.
Maybe you took the heart when you left?
I don't really know.

As long as you have it, I feel happy.
I feel like it is safe with you, because your the one that cares.
Your the one that I believe would cradle it in your hands to protect it from a single fly.

The beat lives on, but the heart is missing.
If you don't have it, then things will go wrong.
I won't be able to find it, and the beat will soon die out.
So I hope you have it, so that I could live on.

Following your steps, hopefully not missing one.
The heart is gone...but the beat is still there.