When head and heart collide
only one will walk away.
To happiness filled with gracious wonders
or sadness built to stay
And though reason it still speaks to me
It's voice grows weaker every day.
From the touch of your lips upon me;
to the taste of your skin,
begging me please to stay.
But I ignore this voice and its fateful warnings
and dip my lips back into the warmth.
That takes me home inside myself
And eases the chill I have worn
Though told never fall in love with an inmate,
I know I was doomed to from the start
Yes, when you walked into my life with intense blue eyes
I handed you my heart.