It's on your balcony
perhaps you better find it
and then when you have some time
you can bring it over to me
It lies in your kitchen
You know, I'm scared
of things that can quickly become broke
that you can still make use of
It palpitates in your desk
and throbs, because you don't see
how every so often your comb scratches
or your eyeliner pencil pricks
I'm in danger
I can't live long without life
Take heart,
I won't survive long
Do you have no heart?
You must give me back mine
It's time that you notice
otherwise I must steal myself one
My heart lies on your desktop
saved under my name
Send me just one email
I've love to have it back
I believe it's lying by the money
in your favourite restaurant
And whilst you buy dessert
somebody constantly jostles against it
My heart on your front-passenger seat
There it's not lost
And when you're now taking someone else there
hopefully he doesn't sit on it