Will you listen to me if I tell you everything I know?
And if you listen to me when I do and you, surprised…
But as an actor, how much would you show?
Will you listen to me if I tell you everything I feel?
And if you understand me when I do and you, demised…
As a fisher, how much would you feed
To me, your thoughts,
To me, your doubts?
Have you got me so caught
In these painful droughts
I almost wish I could cry?
And what if these things I know, these things I feel
May have it that you and I
Could not make ‘we’?
And if these things were speeding down a highway,
Spilling out the overpass that is my mouth,
About to scream the worst mistake or best decision of my life
Will you remember when I confessed to you
Everything I knew?