Question of the Heart

I fish in the river but I can’t find
The answer of answers here tonight
It’s cool in the sunlight, I touch your face
I cannot hide

I fear this redemption I realize
I shed this skin I fantasize
All of the angels spread their wings
All of the strangers take these precious things

And I feel the question of the heart
I feel the movements long before they start
Neither the one nor the other side
I cannot find

The face that I never thought could exist
Reveals its intentions, moves its lips
Out in the open I can see
Where I belong
Where I belong

The more I listen the more I hear
The easier I bare this place I’m near
I give way and hold my breath
Some I’ll remember some I will forget

And I feel the question of the heart
I feel the movements long before they start
Neither the one not the other side
I understand what I see in your eyes

I feel the movements
I feel the movements