I am reckless with my hearts.
When I met you they'd both start,
to beat faster than ever.
I haven't felt this way. Never.
They ache and pain,
jump and skip.
But this time I'm to blame,
because one slipped.
He's called the Doctor,
He has two hearts as well.
And when he takes a look inside,
he says one heart's in hell.
"You have a spare,
don't worry my dear.
'Cause that why you have two hearts,
In case one isn't here.
That one was broken,
but you have one more.
This one is feeling love,
More than before.
So don't be afraid
about the one that's gone
Because it's this heart
that's cared all along.
You will feel pain,
But this heart knows
That if its true love
some things must go.
I'm the doctor so
I know your pain.
I've loved a rose,
and she can't see me again.
I'm the doctor who knows
what it is like,
to try to love
and disappear out of sight.
don't be like me,
who loved a rose.
And didn't say 'I love you,'
before my heart goes."