With the best of intentions, I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I feel no reprieve, when all I wanted was a lover in you.
It’s the same mistake I make, time after time, You’d think I’d learn all the while I keep getting burned.
And all I wanted was a lover in you.
My heart tends to get the best of me, having nothing but the best of intentions, a runaway train bound for heartbreak.
Driving me insane, wanting to feel nothing when all I can feel is everything.
I’m true to myself, as much as one can be a wide open book for all to read.
No need to hide behind a wall of shame, it’s written all over my face, once again.
With the best of intentions, I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I feel no reprieve, when all I wanted was a lover in you.
It’s the same mistake I make, time after time, you’d think I’d learn all the while I keep getting burned.
And all I wanted was a lover in you.
I want nothing more than to hold you in my arms, kiss you all the while, falling prey to all your charms, lose myself in your smile, while your eyes capture a glimpse of my soul and I’m lost in rapture….
My head in the clouds, and I’m treading air, wanting fantasy to be reality, my soul is bare.
I dream while awake, and tend to think out loud.
I’m riding a speeding bullet, scraping my feet on the ground.
Straight to your heart, I’m hoping to go, skipping each beat, a whirlwind of hope, getting caught in the loop, I’m losing speed and I realise, I’ve lost you along the way.
With the best of intentions, I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I feel no reprieve, when all I wanted was a lover in you.
It’s the same mistake I make, time after time, You’d think I’d learn all the while I keep getting burned.
And all I wanted was a lover in you.
