Can you hear my heart beat fast?
Can you hear my tears splash the floor?
Oh no hand to wipe them all
Can you hear me breathe when I fall asleep?
Can you hear my heart skip a beat?
Oh can you hear me speak?
 
Can you hear my calling dreams?
Can you see my weak?
Can you see the point I break?
Can you believe in me?
Oh can you hear me speak?
 
Can you call upon the angels?
Can you not make me weep?
Can you sing me songs at night?
Can you cuddle me to sleep?
 
Can you hold me in your arms?
Can you adore me please?
Can you reach my heart within?
Can you make me breathe?
Can you lend your sturdy hand?
Oh can you stand with me?
 
Can you come a little closer?
Can you make me smile?
Can you make the winds them blow?
Oh can I make you mine?
 
Can you dance the skies with me?
Can I hold you tight?
Can I come a little closer?
Oh can I make you mine?
 
Can you see the stars I arranged?
Can you see them shine?
Can you be, oh can you be really all mine?

His perfect and most cherished reply to me:
 
Oh if only I had the symphonies
Of the world at my beck
I would’ve called to play to you
All that I hear, all that I see
All that I feel, all that my heart weeps
But my lips just can’t seem to speak.
 

Fatema