I wrote and recorded this song under my original name, Martin Gross.
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Story behind the song
A song about being in love with someone, but being afraid to tell her.
Lyrics
If I kissed you on the lips
Would your face turn red,
Harsh words then said,
Our friendship dead
(Putting a crack in my heart)?
If my hands caressed your hips,
Would you pull away,
Then coldly say,
'We shouldn't play.'
(All of my hopes torn apart)?
O, don't think I just feel lechery,
I feel more for you than what I see.
That point of return with subtlety
Must be crossed at such great cost.
Before the line, unsexed, yet innocent;
Beyond it, I'm released, yet ignorant
Of what look you will have in your eyes,
Shock and dismay at my oh, so bold surprise.
*But, what if you smiled instead,
Saying, 'Love me,' your arms outspread?
Wishful thinking is all this could be,
So, you see,
I am breathless whenever I have you around me.
If we, for 'too long' embraced,
Would that be unfit?
Would you permit
Us so 'close-knit'
(Have such a hope, I don't dare.)?
If I could your body taste,
Would that be too crude?
Would it be viewed
As being too lewd?
(All I can do is just stare.)
Don't think that I just feel lechery.
I feel more for you than what I see.
My eyes rain tears, for cruel reality
Is unswerving, me unnerving.
O, how could you want me as I do you?
We can't be more than friends, we can't be two,
For I'm Orlando, not Romeo,
One word can kill me: it's you saying 'no.'
*
Alone, a tone, I am out of accord
With all the universal harmony.
My well of loneliness--with my tear poured
Inside it--is my only company...
