Tightrope

I walk the tightrope
And tell you I love you
Even if you don’t
Even if you don’t
I’ll say the words that I long to hear
«I hold you so dear»
I hold my breath in the moments that follow
Even though you don’t
Even though you don’t
And then you speak so soft I can’t hear a word that
You are saying
(what are you saying?)
She’s singing songs of passion
She’s singing songs of silence
Her words are bolts of lightning:
«What do you see when you look at me?
Am I the one or am I just another
Androgynous friend in the passing
How weak am I?
When I’m not in your bed
Do I still figure in your head
Do you think of me in the night
When you can’t sleep?»
And she’s singing:
«I can never be with you»
I walk the tightrope
And tell you I love you
Even if you don’t
Even if you don’t
I’ll say the words that I long to hear
«I hold you so dear»