My body is restricted
It cannot speak the words
That might turn your ears to hear
The things I'm Bound to say.
Put two in a fishbowl
That do not get along
And you will see in visual
The words I put to song.
My heart still seeks a happy home,
Somewhere it can rest.
We could live forever In your embrace,
Beating in your chest.
I hear this talk of soulmates
And though it'd never do
It suggests my heart and soul
Both belong to you.
My soul is silent unless I let it win
And for that I would die.
Who am I?
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