Are they salty?
Will they be sweet?
Am I to know
If we meet?

Do they fall?
Or do they drop?
If they do
Will they ever stop?

Might they stain?
Must they pour?
I fear for what
They have in store

Will they run acid?
Will they turn sour?
When you are to learn
That I'm a coward

Though I speak
Though I start
You must know love
I loathe to part

I wish to cease
I detest to end
But I cannot
So please do not bend

I'll take no victory
I'll stake no claim
Lay it upon me
I'll take the blame