I Want To Tell You

I want to tell you,

My head 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 and I don't know why,

I don't mind, I could wait for ever,

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 and I don't know why,

I don't mind, I could wait for ever,

I've got time. I've got time.