The Attraction

Are you listening while I'm talking, or just looking at my mouth? Are you here to understand me, or just somewhere in a cloud? Do you recognize my predicament, or just ruthlessly ignore? Are you too young to be aware of the trouble you may cause If you keep coming on strong, and if I choose to respond? Your brother doesn't show it, but clearly he must know Your sister must be black inside by jealousy by now Our common friends are worried for the same reason as I But cheer me on, not knowing what riches are at stake They forward me your bait, but I don't bat that way We are floating on the ocean on a mattress filled with air The currents and the noon-breeze bring us further from the shore From the common sense police and their prying ears and eyes Away from that reality we both wish to deny To a promised land of blue, where there is just me and you Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Are you feeling what I feel? Is this whole thing my invention? This attraction, is it real? Is the whole world I've been building about to come crashing down? Or was your love sent to save me from the windmills of my mind? If I ask you, it may show; if I touch you, I will know If I ask you, it may show; if I touch you, I will know