Can you, when we get in these situations, step back?
Can you, when we love, love on the same track?
Can you realize this is love, and not a dare?
Can you?
Can you, when you see me, not make faces?
Can you, when you see me, not be off to the races?
Can you, when you find yourself next to me, not switch places?
Can you?
Can you, when the day is gray, not feel such gloom?
Can you, when you are stuck, make a little room?
Can you, when you think of me, not assume?
Can you?
Can you, when I compliment you, compliment me back?
Can you, when I hold you, not have a heart attack?
Can you, when I think of you, think of me?
Can you be somewhat kind to my poetry?