Day after day, to pen these words
Pronouncing thoughts that you should have heard.
Apologizing to paper and strangers' eyes
Craving you in silence, and letting you die.
Foolishly hoping you will chance this way
Stumble on this site and hear all I say
I'll never be bold enough to ring your bell
So a miracle, I beg, a charm or a spell
Bursting at the seams, wishing I could yell.
But still I never tell,
Oh no. . .I never tell.
Pronouncing thoughts that you should have heard.
Apologizing to paper and strangers' eyes
Craving you in silence, and letting you die.
Foolishly hoping you will chance this way
Stumble on this site and hear all I say
I'll never be bold enough to ring your bell
So a miracle, I beg, a charm or a spell
Bursting at the seams, wishing I could yell.
But still I never tell,
Oh no. . .I never tell.