Rhyming Rhetoric

Sometime I think... "Will this last forever?"
With sleepless nights... and endless days...
I'm the foolish one... but when it's said and done...
Will I keep standing here... waiting for you to appear...
I'm the foolish one... and forget what I do...

My time like this is over...
I'm not seventeen...
I wipe my hands clean...
Won't last for too much longer...
...take what you can to get stronger...
'Cuz I'm foolish one...
...time for you to steal what you can grab...

So tired of being romantic...
...tired being romantic...
Time to be the maverick...
...and show the world...

That this feeling won't last forever...
...who I was just hit the lever...

And it's time to know...
...where ever you may go...
That you had this soul...
...treated like a hellhole...
Not much left to say...
...so it's time for me to roll...

My time like this is over...
I'm not seventeen...
I wipe my hands clean...
Won't last for too much longer...
...take what you can to get stronger...
'Cuz I'm foolish one...
...time for you to steal what you can grab...

Can't be bitter 'cuz I let myself down...
A man can only live for so long with his heart on his sleeve...
...and when it's on your sleeve...
...it's not hard to believe...
...that I was seventeen...
...and you could steal what you could grab...

You're My Heart

As I reflect upon the days we saw...
...laying beachside by the moon and shore...
...I promised you that I'd do everything...

...that it took....

...'til I wasn't the fool, that you met those years ago...
...when all that we fought was about the big pillow...
...I dream of you every time the spring breeze blows...
...'cuz, Sweets, you're my heart...

When I first saw you I was so alone...
...lost and tired, broken to the bone...
You promised me that you'd do everything...

...that it took...

...'til I was back on my feet, and one you could adore...
...when you finally said, "I don't mind it if you snore"...
...you dreamt of me everytime you heard the score...

...'til this day, Sweets, you're my heart...

Coming next week, you'll be dressed in white...
...walking slowly with father's arm...
...and at the end the there'll be a man in black...

...but I can't help but think, that you feel it's a mistake...
...holding his hand, will you look for an escape?...
...when it comes time to say those two simple words...

...remember, Sweets, you're my heart...

...you're my heart...
...you're my heart...

...Sweets, you're my heart...