If I could kiss you tenderly,
And whisper softly your name,
You'd know how much I love you,
And how I long to play the game,
If I could only hold you,
In my arms as we both sleep,
Instead of just my pillow,
To catch these tears I weep.
If I could only make you see,
What I can't do... what I can't be,
But here I sit within myself.
Emotion hidden on the shelf.
And there you are so close to me
Almost touching, knee to knee...
I know that it'll never be
For that first move is not in me.
Donavan '96
