I pull my heart from off my sleeves and put it in a locket
Shooting the key out on a star as if a foreign rocket
Hoping that they might come across it in all the rubble
Then find me and hold my heart, saving me from search and trouble
Call me foolish and call my wrong to test the hands of destiny
But I value love and know heartache has played its role in testing me
So I will rise to the occasion and let love swing favor to me in the form of fate
For I have found the key to love is to vigilantly watch and wait