I know that it's not love
For that it's way too soon
But when I see your smile
It flies me to the moon
The overpowering infatuation
I feel when I look at you
Makes me forget that you have yet
To tell me one word that is true
In your intoxicating presence
My eyes eagerly deceive
The sweet seduction in your lies
I want so badly to believe
I thought I saw in you
A capacity to love and care
Equal to my own
And that is all too rare
But I was obviously wrong
Again I played the fool's part
Instead of listening to reason
I was thinking with my heart
And dreaming a love-struck fantasy
As lonely lovers will
But I know the dream will shatter
Once you've had your fill
And it seems that time has come
As I lay my hope to rest
But that's not necessarily bad
In fact, I feel blessed
For if you were to call
Now that my crush has died
I would not be so hasty
To stand by your side
I would look more closely
At who you are instead
And by a more realistic heart
This time will I be lead
And if it turns out to be love
Then I'll know for sure
That it started with both feet
Planted firmly on the floor
That it's not some passing phase
That flares and then burns out
But was founded in attraction
With a healthy dose of doubt.
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