If my Heart Was a Glass Window

Babe, if my heart was a glass window,
You would see fire that burns when you,
Are near and cry when you are gone.

If my heart was a glass window you,
Would see the arrow that cupid shot,
Through it the moment I saw you.

If my heart was a glass window you,
Would see it beat faster and faster when you,
Are near and the passion for you flowing out of it.

But my heart is not a glass window but you,
See all of this anyway because you see,
Right to my heart.