If you could see
What you do to me.
When my heart goes to thee.
If you could hear.
The rejection that I fear.
That you may disappear.
If you could smell
Then you could tell
How the love makes me dwell
If you could taste,
How you lay me to waste,
Just one word, out of place
If you could feel,
How the cards that you deal,
Makes my blood congeal.
