At first the words can make seemingly perfect sense...then...
Why can't I ever find the right words for you to know what I mean?...to express how I feel...to assert my position...
As soon as I'm describing it to you, the words don't make sense anymore. When they pass my lips and reach your ears, it's as if the air itself stole their meaning and they're lost in translation.
With you and only you. I can only hope you already know my heart.
As soon as I'm describing it to you, the words don't make sense anymore. When they pass my lips and reach your ears, it's as if the air itself stole their meaning and they're lost in translation.
With you and only you. I can only hope you already know my heart.