All my deepest feelings are naked to your eyes.
You do not answer.
All my song and bluster can never quite disguise
The timid dancer.
Chorus: Dancing on a clock, clinging to a rock
Of sweet emotion
I am just a lock
You are just the key made to open me.
Once I had a lover much older than today,
Young as tomorrow:
Opened every portal and then went on his way.
My song is sorrow.
Chorus
Bridge: And now I see a world to explore
Beyond your eyes. I am afraid.
Somehow I feel like giving you more,
And yet, my tries are left unmade.
My enthusiasm has frightened some before;
I now expect it.
If you can take my giving, I ask for nothing more.
Please, don't reject it.