If I can't say it,
If my mouth trembles as I murmur it,
If my lips quiver as I whisper them,
If my jaw creaks as I scream them,
I hope you know,
I truly do.
If I can't laugh it out,
If I can't cry them lose,
If my hand won't let me write them down,
If my eyes evert every time I want you to see them,
I hope you know,
I truly do.
The sun will rise and set,
And the seasons will change.
I still won't be able to say it,
Even If I wanted to.
So wonderful dear,
I say to you,
Oh beautiful soul,
I would die,
I would kill,
All so that I might be able to say,
Even whisper to you,
I truly do...
