all the words I cannot say
I write them down in a little book.
torn and wrinkled day by day
spills of ink where hands have shook.
all the words I cannot say
I love you, I need you, I want you
they stay in my soul all the same
yes, my love, this book is for you.
all the words that have gone to waste
and all the words I've carefully thought through
all the words in the world cannot taste
as sweet as the words I have wrote for you.
