What Do I Tell My Heart?

When morning comes the sun peeks out

To ask if he can shine,

I tell him, “Yes! Please rise.

I’ll be fine.”

 

When robins ask if they can sing

A sweet and joyful song,

I tell them, “Yes! Go sing out loud.

I’m confident, I’m strong.”

But when the day has ended,

It’s clear I’m not so smart,

I don’t know how or when or what

To tell my aching heart.

My heart . . .

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?

Time passes and I tell my friends

That someday I shall find

Another love to share my life.

The past I’ve left behind.

But when the sun is setting,

And I look up at the moon

Oh, how, how do I tell my—ooh,

When do I tell my—ooh . . .

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?

How do I tell it,

When I see you in my dreams

And feel your arms around me

But the world’s not what it seems?

What do I have to say inside

When I still hear you call,

And in my dreams I answer,

But you’re not there at all?

I wake up to the tears when

I remember how we laughed all through the years.

And now that we’re apart . . .

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?

Tell me, oh please, just

When do I tell

How do I tell

What in the world

Do I tell . . .

My heart.

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?

What do I tell my heart?