My Heart
By KB © 8/2005
My heart should not talk to my head…
Not that I should become an automaton
Operating on instinct without feeling…
but I know my heart should not talk to my head….
Because my head is a jealous girlfriend that has never known love
And will do anything to keep my heart from going there.
My heart should not talk to my head
My heart should keep secrets…..not that it has anything to hide
But my head is a lot like the Evil Sir Nose – devoid of funk,
My head never learned to swim….couldn’t comprehend the meaning of the stroke (you know what I mean)
My heart should not talk to my head
Because love defies the intellect
Intellect, like a worn down decathlete, fails to clear the two foot hurdle from the head to the heart
Causes you to fall and be disqualified
By KB © 8/2005
My heart should not talk to my head…
Not that I should become an automaton
Operating on instinct without feeling…
but I know my heart should not talk to my head….
Because my head is a jealous girlfriend that has never known love
And will do anything to keep my heart from going there.
My heart should not talk to my head
My heart should keep secrets…..not that it has anything to hide
But my head is a lot like the Evil Sir Nose – devoid of funk,
My head never learned to swim….couldn’t comprehend the meaning of the stroke (you know what I mean)
My heart should not talk to my head
Because love defies the intellect
Intellect, like a worn down decathlete, fails to clear the two foot hurdle from the head to the heart
Causes you to fall and be disqualified
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