All smiles . . . to fill a curious heart.
All smiles diminish my hesitiation,
My withdrawn nature.

Situations of discomfort
Are situations of discovery,
Where sense is made of disaster.

It feels wonderful . . .
It's so wonderful,
But I fear something that's not even there.
Can this truly be for real?

All thought . . . to fill a curious mind.
Your thoughts diminish my indecision–
My constant failure.

May I be able to share my dreams?
And may I be able
To completely unwrap my heart?

I feel like I'm melting . . .
I feel like I'm melting,
And I feel incredibly unreal.
This cannot possibly be real.

I'll surrender to your appeal
So sense can be revealed
And destructive thoughts remain unexplored.

I finally am real
I finally am real
And now I find that you truly are for real.
I've given in to your lies . . . within.

So wonderful . . .