Many hearts are caught in this game we’ve played
But tonight, that will all change.
The second-hand ticks-ticks away
But the minutes take hours, the hours take days.
When I see you tonight, when we meet face to face
How will you be feeling, what will you say?
Will your eyes dance like a pair of flames, or will their light fade away?
Our hearts linger, together, in the shade
Intertwined by the sins we’ve made
And I know things cannot continue this way
But as night slowly follows day
I wonder which heart is bound to break.
Mercedes Moore 