you make me feel the things i never knew existed
and therefore give the virtuous delight
i must admit – i thought my fate was twisted
though you stepped up – no fear, no harm, no spite
the midday gloom gives way to evening splendor
my soul's been captured by a blissful sprite
i can't do anything against him but surrender
the voice within proclaims: "it's not a fright"
it's meant to be, i'm sure, no use assuming
yet still i'm anxious, still somewhat uptight
as if I were a bud that could once bloom in
into a flower – shine for me, shine bright
as one wise person said (let me recite)
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
i carry your heart with me
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