My heart, I had all safe and closed,
unwilling to any key.
Sealed shut just like a rusty door,
never to be opened by me.
But now, I sigh a heavy sigh,
confused like I've never been.
Laughing like a silly child.
Do I let the damn key in?
Smiling at things and I wonder why,
my heart has done this thing.
I swore it never would beat again,
scared of the pain it would bring.
The key, it fits, I know it does.
The lock, it wants to turn.
My heart, it wants to open up.
My love, so bad it yearns.
Albert Joe Hickerson
Copyright �2001 Albert Hickerson
