How?

It's funny how some things works out,
and how some things just don't.

And it's funny how I never seem to understand,
how you always touch my heart,
when no one else can.

And how do you keep the key to my heart,
locked so deep in your hands?

And how is it that you always reach out your hand,
when you don't want anyone to catch it,
and especially not me, who always does?

And how is it,
that I fell in love?