I could write a thousand words,
Still it wouldn't be near, close,
Run around the whole great globe,
Dress you up in all that gold.

I could live a thousand lifes
Still won't find what is behind,
Those three words that are so strong,
Simple, louder than we know.

I could learn a thousand rhymes
From the poems in my mind,
Still won't find what is behind,
Those three words, and what they hide.

I could try, still never close,
I'm declared : forever lost.
I would never be near, so,
Here they are: 'I love you'....so