There are so many songs in the world
That say what I'm dying to say
There are so many poems and phrases,
So many words in the way!
But it isn't my voice singing those love songs!
It isn't my heart swearing those words!
If I had more ways to say it, of course I would,
And If I had music, I could play it, play it good!
But that's other people's music, other people's songs;
I didn't write the lyrics, but I can sing along.
Then it'll be my voice singing her love song.
My voice, from my heart, slurring her words, her love
To her you.
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