His eyes....
He'd see a whirlwind of sheet music and splattered neon paint
His ears.....
He'd understand what I mean when I wish him well
His heart...
Would he let me in?

If my heart knew your language
You'd already be mine

Would it be totally ludacris
If we could just
Forget ourselves
For just
One
Second....

You don't even know who you are
because you're someone
entirely different
to me

You're a montage
of music and life
experience that
echoes my own
in a slightly
scary way

If I met you
In ways contrary
to our previous meeting
I believe that my heart would overdrive
and catapult me into a serious case of
cardiac arrest that only gazing into your eyes
would even have the possibility of being able to cure

Do you know who you are?
Yes you, reading this,
do you have a clue?

Mr. Mystery...
I'm ready for you.

Just because I barely know you
doesn't mean I can escape from your eyes