My Heart, My Head
Here I stand again
Battered and wounded
Tempted to walk again
To walk the risky road
Like the constant journey
Of the cooking pot
To the cooking fire
I am set to burn again
I am set to face the torture
I am set to face regrets
I am set to fall in love
In love with loving you
Maybe I am a coward
Maybe I am a fool
Maybe I a loser
But I fear to take a step
A step to loving you
A step to joy or pain
I have seen the signals
I have seen the signs
I have heard the warnings
Before the dreaded crash
Should I or should I?
My heart or my head?
How can I decide with you in my
mind?
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