Could you test to understand,
Rest upon my hand -
   your heart,
Start the conversation,
   and expect nothing more 
   from your man?....

For me,
   cross the sea,
   maybe?

I didnĘt think so
Because, you see,
   to go to that limit would bring
   the grimness of compromise....
In your eyes anyway
Play with me in the guise of your anger
Ignore the verses of the stranger?....
Please! Not for me

The oasis of love is in 
   the mirror of your Romeo
My flow is too thick 
   for your imagination
So sick of me?
Yeah...You must be....
You see...I am me....
As real as the days
   and the nights that follow
Yet, borrowing from that
   less of a man in your dreams -
Seems to not be enough though
Could you see yourself 
   in my imagination?
Cross the sea, maybe?
 Not for me