Puppet

I couldn't control myself

I had to hold your hand

I had to look into your eyes

I had no choice

Something was just too strong for me

I couldn't keep my heart under control

My mind yearned for your hand

It needed it

I needed it

It was so unbelievable

I couldn't walk straight next to you

I had to brush up against you

I had to sit extremely close

I couldn't help it

Something far too great was controlling me

Manipulating me almost

As if I were a puppet

Well, this is one case where

I don't mind being the puppet