If I wrote you a love letter With words sweeter than nectar Then will you understand me But then again how can you When I don't even understand myself What if I sang to you a love song Will the words dripping from my lips Make you feel me? Will it help you see That I'm not as heartless as I seem If I drew you a picture With ink or charcoal Then will you see what I see? Will the images in my mind spilt Onto the blank white canvas Make you see the real me? What about a painting Maybe oil or then again pastel With colors and life Vigorous lines and shades will you see that I'm not so insane Rather trapped In my own mind In an infinite maze with no idea of how to escape Will you then pardon me? If I were to write to you sing to you draw for you or paint you Then Will you eventually Love me for me?