Can you hear it? There in the mists of your heart?
Do you know what to do? Do you know where to start?
Will you take it? Will you grab it from someone else’s cart?
Can you feel it brush so soft across your face?
Do you know how to make your hands of delicate lace?
Will you do the right things for it to give chase?
Can you see it in the distance with eyes closed?
Do you know when its time to leave it exposed?
Will you be able to keep yourself like a gentleman, reposed?
Can you smell its fragrance in the air about you?
Do you know how to look around for just the right clue?
Will you ever really now when someone else truly loves you?