My heart hurts today. . .
I saw her cry from the fear
Of you finding out
How much she loved you
But my heart doesn't ache for her
It aches for me
And the possibility that
Maybe you really do like her
And maybe all those glances, all those touches, all those
laughs, and all those smiles
Don't mean a thing
I'm afraid to know why my heart hurts today. . .
It just does. . .