maybe you've noticed how i linger by the door
looking for ways to hang around. i never felt my moment ever show itself before
but i've got to speak or lose you now. this is my confession. i bare my soul to you. this is my confession
the one thing i can do. how will i ever make you mine
if you don't know that i'm alive?
i confess to you
my love for you. he'll never say the words i've rehearsed a million times
or stop your tears before they fall. he'll never even try to put his thoughts of you in rhymes. his heart is barely there at all. i have always believed somehow
i'd be standing right here before you now
hoping the last breath i take
i take in your arms.