Silly Heart - Petal

Oh, my silly heart

How can you start making choices so crude?

And leaving me far away on ice to be revived

By a touch that cannot be accurately described

When it’s time to say goodnight

Oh, my stupid mind

Its cartographer finds every crook in your smile

Every dot on your knee

Which I’ve counted a couple hundred times

As you laid sleeping and I laid terrified

You’re leftover rain falling off trees

Dotting my clothes, stinging my face

Saying, «You can’t hide from me now»

Oh, my aching head keeps changing memories

Make believe that I’m good

That someday I would learn to be kind to myself

And let you love someone else

And I’m sorry