I almost gave myself away,
When you took my hand that way,
You looked into my eyes so steep,
Right then my heart I let you keep.

now I quake at what I've done,
Complete faith I have had in none,
there was something I almost said,
but I kept it here inside my head...

What happens if upon our next meeting,
My words are quick, reckless, and fleeting?
What will I do if I let those words slip?
how will I ever recover from it?

I cannot take another blow,
From a trust I gave and a result I don't know,
I am too afraid to let it be,
more than a dream, a reality.

You looked into my eyes that way...
I knew right then i wanted to stay...
but it happened so quickly, so sudden, so rash,
My heart it still aches, and my arms they still thrash.

What am i to do with my heart,
Though it be broken and torn apart,
You are my solution, you managed to mend,
A heart that isn't ready to say those words again...