Really, what difference did we have?
Well, he's richer than me and obviously more well known.
Roderich plays piano while I play guitar, but there is something that I've found in him in a way that I can't express.
I think that I'm falling for him, but I don't think that he'd want to be anywhere near me especially romantically.
We are two very different people, but he walks alone all the time.
Is he lonely?
Francis doubts that Roderich is as Roderich is really well known, and he'd been so many places.
I don't know if you'd ever let me cure that loneliness.
Would you?
Can I ask you out and call you any number of sweet names?
I think I do love you to some extent, but I don't really know you, do I?
Can we meet for once that means more than just a slight glance cast in the past?
I want to know your middle name, your passions, how you grew up, whether your family loved you or not.
Can we come to know each other and understand all those things and more?
I want to be the one who helps when it is too difficult to find inspiration and the one who holds you when you hurt.
Can you give this street musician a chance, Roderich?
