Перевод песни Headlights – Some Racing, Some Stopping

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I, I, I am a heart that sits in your pocket and you can hear me at night when
its quiet
Wouldn’t it be sorta strange if we could hear our hearts all beating at once?
Some racing, some stopping, some skipping and dropping while we’re listening
And the faces wouldn’t matter 'cause we’d know it when it pattered
If you could hold, hold, hold your heart in your hand
Would no one demand
To know how you’re feeling
'Cause you’re showing it already?
Take a breath it’s getting heavy in here
With your heart on your sleeve there’s no secrets you can keep
With your heart on your sleeve, there’s no secrets you can keep anymore