I Don't Know What It Is

I don't know what it is
That makes this heart stop
Like a cup about to drop

I don't know what it is
That makes this hundred pound load
So light I can carry it tiptoed

I don't know what it is
That sets you apart
Not handicraft but a work of art

I don't know what it is
That makes your lie true
How green can be blue

I don't know what it is
That makes your ugly lovely
And their beauty ugly

I don't know what it is
That makes your presence
Just about the sum of my entire existence

Then a wise man whispered to me
Like a lost sheep he called out to me

He said, don't ask what
Don't ask why
Just promise to remain nearby