"You're the fool.
You have no idea what he could do."
"Maybe so, my friend.
But a heart wants what it wants."
"What will you do,
If he hurts you too?"
"I am not bound to wonder of that,
Good old friend,
What is there to do?
Ponder over what could not be?
Never could I think of it to be
Because I know deep within me
He would never do that."
"What will you do,
If he makes you cry too?"
"I could cry all day in his arms,
That's for sure.
We wouldn't let anyone to see us cry
But with him I want to cry.
I want him to make me cry with the
Beautiful words he will sing
And the beautiful ring he will bring..."
"You're such a fool!
You are rhyming too!
But you forget, he will leave us.
Maybe not now but real soon!"
"I'm no fool... Look! He's fixing me!
He found my broken pieces
And now he's mending me!
I'll fall and break all over again if I have to
Cause no matter what I know
He will be there to fix me again...
And I will be there to fix him too.
Don't you get that kind of feeling..."
A puzzle and a daze. A figure in a phrase,
It was a hard answer too complicated
For the smartest thing in the world to know what to say...
"I love him too...."