'"…is a FRIEND," by which I mean that I can trust you, not that you can trust me.'

I love you, viewed from the outside, viewed from the records doing fine,
Maybe, if you could trust me, if I was more the shape you could —
But still, I'm worried about this, trapping myself in a web of obligations,
I'm not even sure I want to do languages all my days.

Maybe, if I could see it, anything done in years or more,
Maybe, if I could touch it, I could believe it's really there —
Still, I've no idea how not to lose this, everything that matters to me in this motion,
Viewed from the inside, the world's such a beautiful place.