Desire Is a Thief
Desire is a thief
It crashed through my window last night and stole my heart
It left through the front door
Leaving my house untouched
But now there’s a hole in my chest
And a letter with your name on it
I think he stole it for you
I don't know where I'll find my heart
But I'm glad it's in good hands
I'll follow the sound of it beating back to you
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