Sweet Lullaby

da-Thump. da-Thump. da-Thump.

The pitter-patter of your sweet gentle heart,
like a personal lullaby.
The warm, soft, subtle touch of your lips,
like a gift from the gods.
but what I don't understand,
is why you're so perfect?

Your eyes say it all,
your touch...
oh please don't let me fall.
the way you smile,
like your so in love...
just stay for awhile.

Things don't seem to register so great,
when your mind can't focus or concentrate,
but the girl you thought you could get away with,
doesn't hide so well her utter bliss.

She leaves you voicemails,
and sends quite a bit of email...
I try not to show it hurts,
but my heart, it just might burst.

I thought you were different...
I thought you could be a man....
But I was wrong.
You're just like the rest,
you couldn't past the test.
so here I am...
wishing for another sweet lullaby.