There's so many words I want to say,
So many thoughts I ought to convey,
But I just turn my head the other way
And leave it for another day.
With thoughtful echoes it's hard to lay,
And there's no sleeping, there's no way,
I'll watch the sunrise, every ray,
As, surely, the darkness turns to day.
But I think I know what I want to say,
To convey my thoughts I've found away,
I'll be with you, with you I'll stay,
And call you mine, if I may.
