Silje Nergaard - Be Still My Heart
My heart's not lonely or broken
Is not of ice or of gold
Nor has my heart ever spoken
To me when a love has grown cold
Is not of ice or of gold
Nor has my heart ever spoken
To me when a love has grown cold
I felt not the faintest flutter
When you brushed my cheek as you passed
Nor will I willingly clutter
My life with these things that don't last
When you brushed my cheek as you passed
Nor will I willingly clutter
My life with these things that don't last
Be still my heart
My heart be still
My heart be still
If our eyes should meet then so-be-it
No need to trouble a heart that's hidden
Where no-one can free it
Only to tear it apart
No need to trouble a heart that's hidden
Where no-one can free it
Only to tear it apart
Be still my heart
My heart be still
My heart be still
Beware, beware, beware
Take care, take care
Take care, take care
Be still my heart
My heart be still
My heart be still
