Heartbeat from Heartbeat by Whitney Mongé

At the slight of hand I lose my faith
The sun can no longer show me the way
Do I believe in the words of someone else
Or do I believe in… why don't I think for myself

Yes, won't you think about it
Yes, you better think about it

In a big black book with golden edges
You never gave you took, you'll go down a legend
Can you believe, can you conceive
This catastrophe and the world is bleeding

You know I'm waiting on a heartbeat
A heartbeat, a heartbeat, a heartbeat
Whoa I was waiting for me

Well and it took me low, further than I'd like to go
I lost myself and everything I've known
Well I couldn't dream that this could be me
Somebody shake me so I can wake up, wake up

You know I'm waiting on a heartbeat
A heartbeat, a heartbeat, a heartbeat
Oh I was waiting for me
You know I'm waiting on a heartbeat
A heartbeat, a heartbeat, a heartbeat
Whoa I was waiting for me
Well I was waiting for me
I'm always waiting for me

Is reality a duality
Is the world really black and white
Or are the lessons I choose how I win of lose
Learn on my own the difference between wrong and right

You know I'm waiting on a heartbeat
A heartbeat, a heartbeat, a heartbeat
Oh I was waiting for me
You know I'm waiting on a heartbeat
A heartbeat, a heartbeat, a heartbeat
Whoa I was waiting for me
Well I was waiting for me
I'm always waiting for me
I gotta let it be

• Acoustic
• Americana
• adult contemporary
• blues
• folk
• pike place market
• roots
• seattle
• singer-songwriter
• soul
• Nashville