If so my thoughts could speak for itself
Darling, it will echo 'cross the ocean floor
Scorching through the misty clouds above
Just so it could be with you.

If so my thoughts had a voice of its own
It will hum you a lovely lullaby
Of a poem that I once wrote
With you, my dear, as a dream come true.

And yet my thoughts do not speak
Nor does it contain a voice of its own
For I buried it deep into the blood of my veins
Fear that our thoughts do not bond with each other

I wonder if your thoughts speak of mine
For mine speaks of your existence
I pray as countless nights pass by
For a love that never, ever, blooms