Who I am, is what you see...
But is it really what you want to see..?
When you look into my eyes...
I'm afraid you'll see my cries...
Who I am, is what you hear...
But is it really what you want to hear..?
When you hear me speaking...
I'm afraid you'll think I'm freaking...
Who I am, is what you feel...
But is it really what you want to feel..?
When you feel me touching you...
I'm afraid you don't want to...
Who I am, is what you taste...
But is it really what you want to taste..?
When you feel your lips on mine...
I'm afraid you'll think I'm not fine...