Please don't get answers from eyes, you know that mine can't lie quite as well as yours.
Just let the spare moment flow, rounding steps as I go through the open doors.
Please don't deflate from a sigh, I'd hold still every time but I'd start to shake.
I wander around for days, wondering what I'll say when they want the truth.
You will never know how hard I try, to keep from waning while waiting at the start. The depth of every touch is real as you need, but words don't do any favours for me.