Words sitting on my tongue
That refuse to just roll off-
I could tell you that I love you,
But would that be enough?
Say you knew you're a part of me.
The room's brighter when you're in it.
If I took my heart- put it in your hands...
Would you know what to do with it?
Every thought within a quiet hour
Will find its way to you.
It's killing me inside thinking
You don't feel like I do.