Draw me my smile Go ahead In the book you wrote about me I searched for it, like a crazy scientist, Where is my smile? Where is the soul of mine it carries? You’ve caught every curve of my body Every scent of my skin All the blemishes and patches And darknesses unseen But you haven’t held my smile. I can draw you your smile but I will know that it’s fake You’ve never been bold enough To show me your mistakes You’ve never smiled at me. Not with your soul You’ve grinned at me, winked, I’ve seen it all But we’ve never known each other; We don’t know our smiles I couldn’t be yours because you couldn’t be mine.