Wendy Bucklew My Heart Might
I would never startle the fawn with my eager affection Overstay my welcome Die for attention But my heart might I would never spill a drop Or dance with two left feet And I would never lose my temper Or forfeit a good night's sleep No, but my heart might With all of my might I am trying not to love you But with all of my might I already do I'm keeping my hands in my pockets And my heart off my sleeve Because when you love with the numbers The words sound so weak I would never gawk at the grace of your hands As they push your point across Or kiss your neck midconversation I would never be so obvious No, but my heart might My heart might And I would never be demanding Or at a loss for words And I would never drive unsafely Or make any wrong turns No, but my heart might My heart might With all of my might I am trying not to love you But with all of my might I already do I'm keeping my hands in my pockets And my heart off my sleeve Because when you love with the numbers The words sound so weak I would never startle the fawn with my eager affection Overstay my welcome Die for attention But my heart might My heart might
