Fell past a cheekbone hill
 to a piece of her floor
 The hope of the world
 in an awkward spill
 Oh she'd lie on her bed
 and stare into harsh white light
 and think that her heart's not right
 
 
 'Cause love took her hand like a thief
 took her heart like a robber
 and the feelings that scare her
 become her relief
 
 Just let me run where I want to run
 Just let me love who I want.
 
 In a flash a heart is slain
 you have to ask in all this pain
 Was your heart too soft?
 Was your love in vain?
 
 Was your kiss too weak?
 Were your eyes too tight?
 And much too young to be in love
 Much too young to be in love
 Just keep your head and don't give up 
 Like all the fools who play is smart.
 Lose your head just for your heart.