Guarded by mad dogs and locked in a box
Surrounded by poison-laced barbed wire
Is my heart...
Kept heavily guarded and locked from the world
I keep surveillance of all those who stray too close
Making sure not to let the wrong person inside
The sanctuary of my inner thoughts and feelings...
Once in awhile though one or two may slip past my defenses
And try to steal the priceless treasure inside the box
But in the end get caught up...
Their will come a day though when the right person will come
Along and have the key to the lock that protects my heart
And when that day comes I'll be ready...
Ready to give the most precious gift I have to offer...
My heart...
Until then it'll stay guarded from the world to see.