you held my heart ransom,
but I could never pay the price.

you wanted more love,
more than I could give and more than I ever had.

you have my heart ransom,
and I would try to get it back but somehow your take care of it much better than I ever did

you hold it carefully,
and treat it with love.

when I had my heart in my body it was hate-filled and overzealous and always bursting.

but you have my heart captive,
and in your own way that is love.

I am too poor in spirit to pay your price,
the pockets of my soul we're emptied out long before you came.

so keep my heart,
I would only do it harm.

tell her I love her,
and kiss her good night.