I use my head
before I use my heart
but in so many ways
you are smarter than me

It keeps me breathing
knowing that you're by my side
but the thought of us falling apart
makes me dread of the future

do you believe in destiny?
is this what you call fate?
will you believe me when I say i do?

my darling, I hope your dreams
are as sweet as mine

Sometimes I catch myself smiling
and realize it is you that I'm thinking

and I always ask why me?
because you could've fallen for anyone
who is infinitely better than me

In so many ways,
I've wondered what you goes through your mind
do you think of me as often as I do?

I just hope that this last
this whimsical love of mine