Wondering.

What makes you smile? What makes you sad?
Who do you turn to when things seem real bad?
Who do you talk to last thing at night?
First thing in the morning, what’s your favourite sight?

Do you play your life’s music by ear?
Do you mind me asking? I wonder, my dear.

When’s the last time you did something for the first time?
Did you ever tell someone “I need you. Be mine!”?
Were you ever so happy you thought you could burst?
Or ever so lovesick your fingertips hurt?

Do you play your life’ music by ear?
These are just some things I think of, my dear.

What’s your favourite sound, your favourite smell?
Do you think you’ll be going to heaven or hell?
Do you plan ahead or just see and wait?
Are you always on time or generally late?

Do you play your life’s music by ear?
I’m not waiting for answers, just wondering, my dear.

When’s the last time you cried? Are you ever afraid
of the future ahead? Or of things left unsaid?
Do you ever miss home, your family, friends?
Are there things for which you feel you must make amends?

Or do you play your life’s music by ear?
D’you ever wonder yourself? I wonder, my dear.

Which do you prefer: the mountains, the sea?
And who could be possibly more nosy than me?!
What’s it like being you? What goes on in your head?
I could go on forever. - I’m just glad we have met…

I know, too many questions, my dear!
But I wonder and wonder and wish you were near.