You would never believe me,
But your voice is lovely.
It beats every melody
I love it before my favourite singers.
When my soul aches for you,
When my flesh yearns yours
When I long to see you
I'll listen to this "I love you."
I'm aware I'm greedy,
I keep asking for more.
Everything you give is so precious
It'll never be enough.
I've been homesick for you,
So sick that I cry.
It's so terrible to miss you.
I want more of you.
Does my absence reduce your love?
Will you find someone more available,
More desperate to talk to you?
Are you growing tired of me?
Your absence makes my heart grow fonder,
It grows like silence in the night.
Your voice shatters through it all,
And I love you more each time I listen.
Your voice has hypnotized me so well,
It compelled me to make you mine.
So no other could appreciate your voice,
And your I love you's recipient is me.
I pray no one would realize,
The loveliness of your voice
I could fight those who want you,
But not the one you grow to want.
Give me more,
Oh, I love you too.
I love you the way songs are loved,
Consumed and scarred into the soul.
