Head seems far
From the heart
When I lose you
Spring is here
Nothing's clear
But the look on your face!
Am I moving at a steady pace?
In this race
For the finish line holding your embrace
The word game
Hard to play
When you are near me
Otherwise
It's not wise
To come near me with that face!
It's nothing new, I'm just amazed
With this race
For the finish line holding your embrace
