Quiet Love

Heart strings are pulled starting when you're young
If he looks your way, there's no breath left in your lung
Butterflies take over your voice and you can't say a thing
Some even say that wedding bells can be heard to sing

That's the first stage that you see in movies and TV
Check the little kid books and movies, then you'll see
What supposed to happen when you have young love
Listen for the music that appears from only above

As we grow older the idea of love begins to change
It goes from one little love to having a larger range
Butterflies grow stronger and the crushes become clear
And we start to believe love is something to fear

The radio sings about what could right on a date
Or even how we could use a quiz to find a crush's rate
Problem is, there is no way to figure how to find the one
When you consider the last phase no way at all fun

Watch your step in high school because of all the hormones
Every score is marked, it's a proof that a teen has the stones
Doesn't make sense to an outsider looking in
Or even to the ones in church cause they consider it a sin

As we grow older we realize what love can truly mean
It can be bold and obvious, shown where it can been seen
Or it can be quiet and bashful and yet everyone knows
If you have this kind, you know love is no longer one of your foes

Some lovers like to have it intimate as possible, the ultimate test
Others like it passionate, never letting their bodies rest
Some are slow and steady - letting everything slowly grow
The last little bunch they do love, just reluctant to let it show

Find yourself a little nitch, just where you like to love a lot
You don't have to tell any one where it is, just a secret spot
Keep that one little idea on how you love to yourself - but wait
Find someone, can even be yourself, that helps you find your fate