When you are next to me, when you have tuned
To every word I'm telling -- not to you,
To every breath of mine that comes with words,
To every shift of eyes, to every tone,
Before I even speak, I am too loud --
You catch my words before they are pronounced.
You hold my hidden gulp of folded lips --
My words are huge; it's difficult to speak.
When not to you I'm telling every word,
To you I'm tuned, I shift, to you I talk.