Anxious Heart

How can it be that I feel so dumb,
So anxious and lonely and terrbily numb.
How long have I longed for someone to hold -
Was that too much, was that too bold!?
Now I'm afraid, as I'm getting old.
Im craving for shelter, a heartbeat of gold.

But searching is pointless if you think you've found
This heart, which is taken. Her love is around.
Her heart that would seem a fine place to be
So mine could find comfort and hers would be free.
But what if I'm wrong, what if I'm right -
What would you say, were you with me tonight?