Corazón Propio

I often find myself in the same situation As a life guard Who dives into the water To save a swimmer. She can save herself from drowning, But she's content with letting the tide Determine the outcome. Don't forget. There is always that little boy Who walks down the road Who will save the wheat from the weeds. Let him. Please, for his sanity. And if thee feelst That thee art beyond The young boy's grasp, Reach out. For he knows. The boy wants more for his estrella bonita, Than his corazón propio.