You said, you have a secret or two to tell.
And you don't concern yourself, with the truth.
As long, as it's not telling upon you.

Just know this and believe it too.
While you're telling on me.
You better be telling upon yourself.

Your life a mystery yet to be reveal.

While you are telling on me.
Someone will be blazing you too.
A secret just that, somethings just can't be told.

But you are seeking ways to go out and exposed.

Remember these famous words told.
What never said?
Will never be heard.

Pleasurable
Only
Enchanting
Talented
Intelligent
Charming
All these words describe the truth of you.
All I have found attractive to you.
And there not another I would trade for you.

So, many reasons I truly love you.
And no amount of money can make me do it.
You a poetic joy.

We been warned about the storm to come.
But no type of weather will be bothering us.
It just be a rainy night in Tennessee.

A cozy moment for you and me.
To love, to be free on a rainy night in Tennessee.

With the sound of nature playing outside the window.
And soft jam music playing in the background.
We just need us and nobody else around.

Enjoying the rainy night in Tennessee.

A cozy moment for you and I to share, to care without a worry in the world.

There, here, everywhere, love exists.
It won't fade away into the air.
It was created to share.

So, get over it.
If you're hoping it disappear.
Love to many is a miracle cure.

There's love here.
There is love there.
Yes, everywhere.
So, get over it.

When you touched by it?
You know it.
When you hit by it.
You'll feel it.

Accept it and enjoy it.

Sure, the song stated Papa Was A Rollin' Stone.
But the truth lies with mama to tell.
Always have, always will in life.

Who?
Do we run to the most when others play us off?
When asking dad or brother sister?
We told to what?
Ask mama.

Most likely to hear I can't catch a break.
Still, we ask mama to stay the course.
Every now and then, we might get asks your papa.

But that far and in between because we all love asking mama.

Even, if you never said a single world.
I know you love me, from the look in your eyes.
Yes, you love me.
I feel it daily, within my heart.

And I proudly profess to friends, family.
That you love me.
And I deeply appreciate it.
Because I love you.
And hope you feel it within your soul.

If you never receive flowers?
I know you love me.
But I give them to you.
If you never get a single greeting card.
I know you love me.
So, I write all my feelings to you in a poem.
Because you love me.
So deeply, you love me.

I want to write a song, like William Hart.
I wanted to write a song, like Thom Bell.
I want to write a song, like Smokey.
I want to write a song, about the love in me.

About this heart that beats so unselfishly.
About this heart that keeps my love so happy.

I want to write a song, like Lennon and McCartney.
I want to write a song, like Paul Simon.
I want to write a song, like Carol King.
I want the lyrics to describe the love in me.

But whatever I express within my song.
It will leave a long impression from season to season.
And describe why I am love with various reason.