Mon Coeur

Take my heart, love,

break it into a million pieces.

Put it behind a barrier,

or let it bloom through the stitches.

Praise it with your sweet words,

but don't indulge in frippery.

It's impassioned by your love,

caress it gently. 

But bearing my heart to you,

is not a gamble, 

as I know you won't misuse it;

asking you to break it,

won't compel you to do it.

To have my heart with you

is its honour, 

it can't think of a better home.

A home where it's confident,

a home full of happiness and hope.

It will be happier being broken by you,

than wandering in a world without your sunshine.

So, take my heart, love, break it into a million pieces.

But don't give it back,

just don't give it back.