I find myself singing when I think of you,
but it's scary how love works.
It's as if when you find it,
Your fear that it may never last overcomes you.
I find myself placing a wall to guard the easily swayed heart deep down inside.
Because I fear you'll be like the rest, like the others.
It's a battle, a battle I feel I always lose.
But isn't that what happens.
Isn't it that crazy thing we call life.
We dance, we sing, we cry, we laugh, we doubt, we fear,
But oh how what an amazing thing it is
To finally find love.

Or so that's what I've been told.