My heart is set on you
My heart is set on you
Though you do not care that I exist
Though I send you lollipops like you wish
Though my fragile tissue may gushingly bleed
Though you think you have all you need
Though she sings the songs you passionately sing
Though you’ve given her that diamond ring
Though what I say might sound disturbing
Though I’ll take a hundred years discerning
Though the truth is yet disappointingly unknown
Though you won’t call me on your telephone
Though we live miles and miles apart
Though the distance is long to make a start
Though it rains cold drops on Monday morning
Though it persists through evening violently storming
Though when the sun comes it is wondrously warm
Though the light reveals the drapes now torn
Though what I might say doesn’t mean a thing
Though you care not for gifts I bring
Though I will never feel the touch of your hand
Though we will never go the places I plan
Though the Universe is wide and wild and expanding
Though I’ll see you on that street corner standing
Though our eyes will meet in some seraphic way
Though at a moments pause you will turn and look away
My heart is set on you
My heart is set on you
My poor old lonely heart is set on you.