Mi Corazon

It is just a little thing
This heart of mine
Not much
But it keeps me going

I guard it
Do the best I can
To take care of it
It's all I have

And it breaks
So very easily
It never grew tough
Always soft, sensitive

And always wanting
That one special one

It can only belong
To one other, see?
It can be shared
It wants to be

Perhaps, the flaw is this;
Not that I loved too little
But loved
Too much

Always soft, sensitive
It never grew tough
And it breaks
So very easily...