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Head over Heels

Hey there, morning glory,

in this brand new light.

My mind is going in thirty directions,

I'm thinking fight or flight.

 

Your touch is like fire,

your kisses burn my lips.

My tummy's turning like never before,

your hands upon my hips.

 

You moved in quick at first,

I was almost caught off guard.

Even after knowning you,

for three years, I was alarmed.

 

But it's never felt so right,

and not quite so intense.

You broke down my brick wall,

put a hole in my fence.

 

And now you have me singing,

my, oh my, oh my.

You've shown me compassion,

and trust so hard to find.

 

You're the only person around,

who's never left my side.

Who could know not a thing going on,

but be there immediately to confide.

 

You've held me close before,

told me reassuring words.

You always know just what to say,

to take away my hurt.

 

And now here we are,

our friendship's taken a turn.

Would you have thought three years ago,

it would be for my heart you's yearn?

 

When we sat reading to eachother,

our stories and poetry after school.

That now you would be holding me,

could I have been that much of a fool.

 

Not to see the way you look,

that compassion in your eyes.

I'm seeing you differently now,

after all of my goodbyes.

 

I'm hoping that just maybe,

this is true, for real.

Because, darling, I've fallen for you,

and I'm going head over heels.

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jolene-perron
Canadian
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Jan 16, 2011
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