As the tempo speeds up
And the instruments play loud and clear
I wonder, will she ever again
Hear the same song that I hear?
While our paint splashes onto the canvas
We laugh with no idea of what will be
But I wonder, will she ever again
See the same picture that I see?
Even when we know we're in the wrong
Our pens spill our hearts without taking heed
So I wonder, will she ever again
Read the same poem that I read?
This feeling still comes over me
Every time that our eyes meet
And then I wonder, will we ever again
For the same reasons, feel complete?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem