In My Heart You Shall Stay
So many things have been done,
So many battles lost and won,
So who cares if I have a bit of fun
Along the way?
So many things I've promised you,
All things I don't plan on seeing through.
Don't be sad, or I'll cry too
If so you say.
Alas my dear, you cannot dance.
Or, at least, when you had the chance
You chose instead to fool and prance,
Not to stay.
For now, I'll be simply waiting here;
As the morrow is drawing near,
With baited breath, and growing fear
That love will never look my way.
