heart stolen from my jar

I keep my heart in a little glass jar
so I can observe it from afar
I tend to use my mind a lot more
it wouldn't hurt my heart I am sure

Just when I wasn't looking
Along came an inkling
A feeling most strange I've never felt
Where it came from I couldn't tell

A message. A hug. A tug
Before I knew it, there was nowhere to duck
Perhaps you could say I didn't try
For when I looked back, my heart said bye

and flew to the one who came one day
who fished my heart rightaway