Send My Best Tina Dickow

I wouldn't put my bets on me if I were you
I bet you'd find I'm not as balanced as I seem
I need to redecorate at least a hundred thousand times a day
Can't let anything take root
And loving me you'd always be a slave to this confusion

So if I'm on the way to your heart
If I'm on the way to your heart
Send my best to your heart
If I'm on the way to your heart
Heaven help you

Some day you'll ask me what's the source of this despair
I might as well just turn my back on you and leave
'Cause it's the same damn thing every time I try to fill somebody in
Too many words is silence
And loving me you'd always be a slave to this frustration
And I would be the unknown quantity in your equation

So if I'm on the way to your heart
If I'm on the way to your heart
Send my best to your heart
If I'm on the way to your heart
Heaven help you

I'd love to love you tomorrow too
But I'm unable to promise to be there for you
Reflecting's got me freaking
And you can't speed up the solving
I only hope
I hope to love you tomorrow too