Am I just someone you have to please?
Can you just pass me off with such quiet ease?
Am I really nothing, nothing but a tease?
Is my heart anything but an object to appease?
What do you feel when we're talking in the night?
When do you think of me, when it's dark and when it's bright?
I can only think of you when I'm sleeping and when it's light.
I love you, but am I just someone you have to please?
How can you pass me off with such quiet ease?
