I Wouldn’t Know About That

I WOULDN’T KNOW ABOUT THAT

When you’re in love, they say you walk on air,
I wouldn’t know about that.
When you’re in love, ev’ry day’s a country fair.
I wouldn’t know about
        That kind of transcendental state.
        I wake up to the same old world,
        The same plat-du-jour on my plate.

When you’re in love, they say your heart beats fast,
I wouldn’t know about that.
All you can think is, “It’s much too good to last,”
And yet it does.
I wouldn’t know about
        That kind of buzz,
        My pulse is slow,
        My heart is steady.
        I only know
        I’m ready . . .

            Ready for that once-in-a-lifetime kick,
            The click/that’s heard in ev’ry romantic plot,
            But not by me.
            Why can’t that happen to me?
            Please make that happen to me!
            I’m ready for that thunderbolt
                       that suddenly knocks you flat.
            I’d like to know about that.