The Five Senses

Look at me
Can't you tell
From the way I look at you
That I am going through hell?

Touch me
Can't you feel
From the way I feel you
That I want this to be real?

Taste me
Can't you taste
From the way I kiss you
That I don't want this to go to waste?

Smell me
Can't you smell
From the way I smell you
That I want you to get out of your shell?

Hear me
Can't you hear
From the way I'm whispering in your ear
That I want you to love me, and always be near?