I want to make you smile as you make me. I wish you saw my thoughts right through my eyes. You ask me what I’m thinking. I can’t tell you. You are the stars, and I the empty skies. In me there is a yearning ever flowing That needs to reach an end that never comes. I cannot be myself without you with me. This is a truth no wisdom ever plumbs. You laugh, and say that I’m your personal angel, And this is what I want so much to be. The beauty of my life is like a passion That blows right through the person that you see.