Some times I wonder Some times I think Some times I ponder Am I on the brink? It seems so simple But is it really? A heart is delicate And mines the epitome It's barely holding together In a messed up jury rigged state Made presentable With safety pins And a lot of tape When ever I start to feel The way she makes me I think is this real? 'cause it feels like a dream
I want to know What makes her tick I want to know What makes her sick Somebody better check me Quick
I'm catching feels And I can't catch my breath My heart thumps And I reel
Feeling feathery Frightfully fearing While furiously fighting Figuratively of course.... This finesse at finding Fiery finality
Kind of makes me hesitate So commiserate Emancipate And resuscitate Let's conversate And enjoy the ride