Your Heart On My Record Player

Can I listen to your heart play a song on my record player, as I relax in a dark room to embody the sounds of its speech... Where the strong thumps of its language can explain exactly what it desires so I can provide exactly what it needs. Let the vibration of its mood fill the surrounding walls that I'm in, as I tap my feet in allicance to its melody and its performance, allowing me to see who you are without the need of light. And the let the trial basis of our commitment to one another grow into a permanent purpose, so I can love you even more than I do right now.