My mind is running around my heart
and seems to go no where fast.
Why is it when we're apart
my soul feels like it cannot last.
There are times when our eyes meet;
I sometimes can't believe what I see.
My heart begins to rapidly beat
about how beautiful one could be.
So then until the next time
we meet fact to face,
I will finish this rhyme
to end this foolish chase.
So now you know how I feel.
You can have my heart to steal.