He's everything to this stupid little heart,
he's the entire world.
Even I know, he has no clue of what I am about,
But this stupid little heart jumped into the fire without any doubt.

He's the story I tell indirectly,
he's the untold part, only about which I know entirely.
He isn't the narrator, he isn't there,
the original story that plays is in my heart and mind somewhere.

This stupid little heart found you as 'the one',
it can't be stopped since it has finally been touched and loved.

This stupid little heart...