Wild Heart

I’m getting used to the sting in my eyes
The anchor in my stomach
And the sinister ticking of time.

The push and the pull of your wild heart
Sets me free
But makes me so tired
How long until you hold me?

I never knew that I could be so strong
That I could stand on a rock
That I could love you so long.

I'm holding this light all alone in the rain.
How long until you find me?

But there’s no use in standing here
Nauseous and wet
There’s no use in waiting
If I’ll never be met.