I'm living in L.A. but my heart's in Vancouver.
I do whatever my heart tells me to do.
For Beatrice - you will always be in my mind, in my heart and in your grave.
This knowledge sits in my heart, heavy as a paperweight.
I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.
My peace is gone, my heart is heavy. [Ger., Meine Ruh ist hin, Mein Herz ist schwer.]
My heart is a parachute that has never opened in time.
My heart is not peripheral to me.
I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go.
I'm gonna give all I've got to giveCross my heart, and I hope to live.