Do you see me, staring, holding my heart in my outstretched hands?
Do you hear me, whispering, voicing my feelings into your covered ears?
Do you feel me, grazing, brushing my fingertips across your fist?
Do you realize that I'm falling, whirling, tumbling head over heals, or are you immune to love's blindness?
I put myself out there, now just don't leave me hanging.