Making love out nothing at all.

The beating of my hearth is a drum and it’s lost And it’s looking for a rhythm like you You can take the darkness from the pit of the night And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright I’ve gotta follow it ‘cause everything i know Well it’s nothing till i give it to you I can make the runner stumble I can make the final block And i can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle And i can make all the stadiums rock And i can make tonight forever Or i can make it disappear by the dawn And i can make you every promise that has Ever been made I can make all your demons be gone