I wanna tell you that I'd wait for you,
Yet how will you know for I can't tell you
I can feel and dream you every night,
But nobody knows that due to my fright.
I wish I could say this out loud,
But unlike other girls, I'm a bit proud.
I miss you every hour of the day,
Knowing that you're pretty faraway...
Oh, my God, help me out,
Guide him to me or blot him out!
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 5:14 AM UTC
I wanna tell you that I'd wait for you,
Yet how will you know for I can't tell you
I can feel and dream you every night,
But nobody knows that due to my fright.
I wish I could say this out loud,
But unlike other girls, I'm a bit proud.
I miss you every hour of the day,
Knowing that you're pretty faraway...
Oh, my God, help me out,
Guide him to me or blot him out!
Written on Oct 14, 2010
