Could we talk this over,
Tell each other how we feel?
Until I hear those words from your lips
I'll wonder if this is for real.
Could you tell me
What you see when you look at me?
Could you tell me
How you feel when we touch?
Are your words meant the way I think they are,
Or am I only dreaming?
Could this be how it's meant to be:
Where we are?
If only I knew what you were thinking.
If we could both just stop guessing.
If only things were easier,
Maybe we could make something.