i want to tell you…
my mind is filled with things to say…
when you’re here…
all those words…they seem to slip away…
when i get near you
the games begin to drag me down
it’s alright
i’ll make you maybe next time around
but if i seem to act unkind
it’s only me, it’s not my mind
that is confusing things
i want to tell you
i feel hung up but i don’t know why
i don’t mind
i could wait forever, i’ve got time
sometimes i wish i knew you well,
then i could speak my mind and tell you
maybe you’d understand
i want to tell you
i feel hung up but i don’t know why
i don’t mind
i could wait forever,
i’ve got time…
i’ve got time…
i’ve got time…