I think about you differently
Can’t quite figure out what is it
If I had to choose some words
Like comparing apples…to kids

I plan about you differently
Like ‘What if’ land is real.
What if this is my last go round?
What if this is how forever feels?

I wonder about you differently
Such as how well you have eaten
If you’re being treated well
If your bread is wheat, and…

I’m starting to feel differently
Though an explanation’s not forthcoming
For now I’ll listen to the tune
Your strong, sweet heart is drumming.