They say home is where the heart is
but darlin’ my heart is not near me
perhaps it's floating along distant shores
or it’s caged in a building with infinite floors.
I wonder how my heart feels
when you walk by it skips a beat
does it think? does it remember?
but I sure know my head spins when your scent lingers.
My heart may be a little crazy and a little stupid
wanting to find love and scared of a tiny cupid
And even though my heart may wander and dream
it will still find it's way home through you and me.
May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:52 AM UTC
They say home is where the heart is
but darlin’ my heart is not near me
perhaps it's floating along distant shores
or it’s caged in a building with infinite floors.
I wonder how my heart feels
when you walk by it skips a beat
does it think? does it remember?
but I sure know my head spins when your scent lingers.
My heart may be a little crazy and a little stupid
wanting to find love and scared of a tiny cupid
And even though my heart may wander and dream
it will still find it's way home through you and me.
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