Touch my heart with the palm of your hand, and let me sing philosophical melodies into your mind. Breathe life into my soul and let me grace my lips along the innocence in your stare. Tell me how you dream and I will listen to your movements as I dream of souls intertwined. May the God I believe in leave us in peace as I search for life's answers in your lovely eyes. Please, won't you tell me where you want my heart, for your hand cannot be in two places at once. Let me steal you breath one last time before you forget how much you mean to me. Let me sing you a melody I wrote for you when I was young so I can show you how nothing has changed since then.