by 
Song: What Can I Do To Make You Understand
Singer: Unknown
Label: TRENT MC
Release date: Mar 29, 2026
What Can I Do To Make You Understand Song Lyrics
I wake up early just to make things right.
Run myself ragged just to see you smile.
Serve you my heart on a chip old plates.
Do you count every crack,
every tiny mistake?
You say the room’s too cold, the food’s too late.
You sunk my flaws like it’s all you taste.
I’m standing here holding all this weight,
begging your eyes just to look my way.
What can I do to make you understand?
You’re the apple of my eyes.
I’m doing what I can.
You’re the rhythm in my chest when the day gets heavy.
You’re my sun, my moon, my everything, [music] baby.
Oh, oh, what can I do to make you really see?
Every beat I’ve got is beating for you only.
You’re the apple of my eyes, my sweetest dream.
Oh, my son, my moon, my everything.
I want to stay. I want to hold your hand.
Even when you’re pulled back, say you need your place.
You say you’re tired, need a little air,
but it feels like you’re tired of me standing there.
You pick a fight just to get some space.
Leave me alone with my own mistakes.
I’m scared one day you won’t come back,
so I pour more love in every cry.
What can I do to make you understand?
You’re the apple of my eyes.
I’m doing what I can.
You’re the rhythm in my chest when the day gets heavy.
You’re my sun, my moon, my everything. Baby,
what can I change so you can finally see?
Every stubborn part is bending just for you and me.
You’re the apple of my eyes, my sweetest dream,
my sun, my moon, my everything.
Tell me straight, don’t walk away, don’t run.
Do you want my heart or just my name?
If there’s a way to love, you better say it.
I’ll write it on my skin and never erase it.
What can I do to make you understand?
You’re the apple of my eyes.
I’m doing what I can.
You’re the riven in my chest.
When the days feel heavy,
you’re my sun, my moon, my everything, baby.
Oh, if loving you this hard is all I ever see,
I’ll still be [music] here.
Praying that you’ll believe.
You’re the apple of my eyes, my sweetest [music] king,
my smell, my moon, my everything.
