Tell me

We don’t talk very much

I can faint with your touch,

We don’t see each other often,

Tell me, who are you? What do you pretend?

Who are you looking for?

All I ever said to you came for my core.

Who do you want or try to see?

What is in front of your eyes, is no one but me.

Look over what I’ve said to you and everything I’ve done.

Between us, who can decide who is right or wrong?

Your sweet voice can spill out burning words as flame,

Tell me if being with me is the cause of your shame.

Before us both get older,

Tell me now, and we can make this over,

Tell me now, so I can have a chance to make this the sweetest pain,

Or tell me words that can make me dream about you again.

...p@k()