
If I told you about my greatest mistake
would you listen to the sound of my voice
and the story it had to tell?
Because I would listen to yours
and not interrupt until you had finished.
It could be quiet and simple:
tea and honey by the fireplace.
Or we could go grand and dramatic:
rain and thunder on the rooftops.
Either way, I'd get to see a side of you I've never seen before.
And who knows how we will feel
about each other when we've finished.
Anger?
Shock?
Passionate lovemaking?
Sore hands and red-stung cheeks?
I guess we'll find out, won't we?
Here, I'll start.
But before I do, one last question:
If I held you against my bosom
would you listen to the sound of my heartbeat
and the story it had to tell?
Yeah, tomorrow is... It's a big one.
This piece and your soul belong to me.
would you listen to the sound of my voice
and the story it had to tell?
Because I would listen to yours
and not interrupt until you had finished.
It could be quiet and simple:
tea and honey by the fireplace.
Or we could go grand and dramatic:
rain and thunder on the rooftops.
Either way, I'd get to see a side of you I've never seen before.
And who knows how we will feel
about each other when we've finished.
Anger?
Shock?
Passionate lovemaking?
Sore hands and red-stung cheeks?
I guess we'll find out, won't we?
Here, I'll start.
But before I do, one last question:
If I held you against my bosom
would you listen to the sound of my heartbeat
and the story it had to tell?
Yeah, tomorrow is... It's a big one.
This piece and your soul belong to me.
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