It’s called a heart

There’s something beating here
Inside my body and it’s called a heart
You know how easy it is
To tear it apart

If I lend it to you
Will you keep it safe
Yes I’ll lend it to you
If you treat it tenderly

There’s something beating here
Inside my body and it’s called a heart

There’s a sun shining in the sky
But that’s not the reason why
I’m feeling warm inside
The answer isn’t classified
It’s my heart

From the moment I started
I tried to be good-hearted
Yes I tried my best
And more or less
I spoke from my heart

There’s a lot to be learned
And you learn when you’re heart gets burned

Hearts could never be owned
Hearts only come on loan
If I want it back
I will take it back
I’ll take my heart

But I will try my best
And more or less
I will speak from my heart
Yes I will speak from my heart
Speak from my heart

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1985 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

Übersetzung: Lutz Kleintjes

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