Spherical Hearts - Norton

Could it be right, that we walked away

Tumbling on the path, just to end up again

Drumming a new beat kind of pace?

Maybe I was caught in a spinning threat…

Maybe you were tangled in the line of attack

Now I’ve analyzed all profits and left lovers

Squared roots of memories and other remains

Subtracted a few heart-wrecks and left lovers

All these calculations formed a spherical shape

(Stars)

Now our own destinies are plotting together

Entwining connections on our live hood agendas

I suspect ill be converted into a great believer

If the constellations predict in our sea of years

That you are to be found safe and sound in my arms