For the Words
For the words I'll never say, The words I cannot find today, I dedicate this song. The formless words that are so near, The words that you so long to hear, Tomorrow will be gone. My mind is pregnant; sounds I seek; The thoughts are here, yet I can't speak, And time is moving on.
I know that I must let you know Just how much I love, so The meaning will come through. But I have so much more to say, And all my words come out this way: "Darling I love you." The poem's never written, and, As I reach out to touch your hand, You say you love me too. |
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