Don"t play with me, just be
Be yourself... No, I"m not crying...
Look at me and you will see,
That I"m so darndest trying...

I don"t cry, but I"m afraid:
I"m in love with you and hear
That all sounds around fade...
And the world around gets blear.

I can taste your lips, your skin
In my soul, my thoughts, my dreaming.
Please, just answer, what d"you think?
Can you stop my soul"s bleeding?..