Everyday I jump out my window,
as if to say something unusual.
But it wouldnt be out of the ordinary,
to say what I have to say though.
And what it is,
is that I carry with me a heart.
One oh so full of feeling.
It wouldnt be worth stealing what you own,
or atleast thats what I've always heard,
but for me it was what I sure did need.
Now my patch has been sewn and cured.
After all I have my baby back.
Felt like such a long long time.
But it would seem that a lack of eyes,
is what made me see for the first time,
in quite a while.
Not like there was a disguise,
just couldnt get over that old rhyme.