Have you known what lies underneath, A simple promise, what it may conceal? You say I adore you, I say, I can't live without you. You say I admire you, I say, What happens, when you are gone? Shall I live, or drown in eternal morn? You say you are stunning, I say, You are breathtaking, What happens, again when I breathe? Would I find this pure air, An absolute freedom, or despair?*