When My Heart Does the Talking

When my heart does the talking, I always say yes When my heart does the talking, my life's always a mess Distinguising characteristics, eyes that are so blue How can I be so bling, to never see the truth Your touch is something I cannon resist, one as soft and as gentle as a cool Autumn's mist Hoping and Dreaming that things will change Is like getting a cowboy off his range I've finally learned my lesson, I've finally seen the light Your eyes and your touch are no match for what's right Now, when my heart does the talking, I always say no For when my heart does the talking, I have a place to go