I’m scared of falling off a bike In an ice rink And in the arms of a stranger
Would it take so much out of me to finally surrender to the ways of the heart? I’d hate to go into a field blindfolded and come back with pieces missing.
Should I hug myself tighter to hold my broken pieces together? Or let the arms of another hold me to let them breathe Would I loose too much of myself when I’m at ease? Because happiness is short-lived. It’s bound to end. will it be worth it when I’m left with a broken heart to mend?
I go round & round The clock ticks on I’m none the wiser These questions make me want to test the waters Or try the appetizer
For I have never known what love is And I don’t think I ever will I guess I’m back to bottling things up forgetting to close the lid