The racing heart br knows the truth br these flickering lashes br try to hide them though br br the reddened face br cannot but show br what the miserly tongue br would never say br br these twitching fingers br the fidgety nails br the constant beating br of the feet on floor br br lets out signals loud br though you clearly br would not let me know br of what goes on in ur wicked mind br br didn't I notice that lingering glance br didn't I see your turning back br guess its not much of love br but passion I can see for sure br br they say love is blind br but its certainly not dumb br for bodies speak br and the heart does hear br br the message is loud and clear br lets take care of passion now br love shall follow br taking its own time.