Dyslexic Heart

written by Paul Westeberg

You're shooting glances,
And they're so hard to read,
I misconstrude what you mean,
Slip me a napkin and now that's a start,
Is this your name or a Doctor's Eye Chart?

I try and comprehend you,
But I've got a dyslexic heart,
I ain't dying to offend you,
I got a dyslexic heart.

Thanks for the book now my table is ready,
Is the Library on fire?
Between the covers I judge you,
And I'm ready half-angel/half-charm.

I try and comprehend you,
But I've got a dyslexic heart,
I ain't dying to offend you,
I've got a dyslexic heart.

Do I read you correctly?
You need me directly?
Help me with this part.

Do I date you?
Do I hate you?
Do I got a dyslexic heart?

You keep swaying,
What are you saying?
Thinking about staying?
Or are you just playing making passes?
Well my heart could use some glasses.

Are you staying?
What are you saying?
Or are you swaying?
You just playing making passes?
Well my heart could use some glasses.

I try and comprehend you,
I got a dyslexic heart.

Do I read you correctly?
I need you directly,
Help me with this part.

Do I love you?
Do I hate you?
I've got a dyslexic heart.