I Want to Tell You
Wednesday, February 21st, 2007I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say.
When you’re here
All those words they seem to slip away.
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down.
It’s all right,
I’ll make you maybe next time around.
But if I seem to act unkind,
It’s only me, it’s not my mind.
That is confusing things.
I want to tell you
I feel hung up and I don’t know why.
I don’t mind,
I could wait forever, I’ve got time.
