by William Joseph
And why can’t I simply arrest
This mad thing beating in my chest.
For it lies and makes promises to me
Of love and things which cannot be
If only I will follow its plan
To risk it all and save this man
From throwing away a life of dances
Upon the heap of second chances
I compromise and tell my heart
I don’t expect you to be smart
Just please do not allow the pain
To find it’s way inside again
So onward now I do go
Reaping the fruits my heart did sow
Capriciously he sings his song
Expecting me to play along