Hold on heart!
Don't beat out of my chest.
I know you're nervous
But why won't you rest?
It must be her smile
or the way that she walks
With her hands in her pockets
as she casually talks.
The snowflake girl
Hold on heart!
Don't beat out of my chest.
I know you're nervous
But why won't you rest?
It must be her smile
or the way that she walks
With her hands in her pockets
as she casually talks.