The heart wants what the heart wants For the person nestled in its chambers, it longs The heart wants what the heart wants That person's face perpetually haunts The heart wants what the heart wants For that person beyond reasoning, it yearns The heart wants what the heart wants Irrationally and incessantly, it sings their song The heart wants what the heart wants It's willing to kneel in servitude despite the response The heart wants what the heart wants Knowing well it's right, the mind's taunts The heart wants what the heart wants Tries so hard, yet feelings begin to flaunt You can be their cook and their maid Bear their children, be their surrogate By their rules, always must have played Maybe, for all their expenses, you paid You can beg and cry Pray to God looking at the sky For their attention, you can wait With yourself, rationalize…