My heart is heavy because I know I deserve love But no one stays I wonder when it will be my turn To feel like a child - Wide-eyed; wholeheartedly, innocently Love I am tired of being a door Opening their hearts; teaching them to Love So they may give it to someone else Must I weave a net? But I thought love was free How do I be as fluid When my Love is like a stone; Solid, sinking, ever-rounded by their passage