Before I confess I confront this mess of feelings and glances after our embraces you leave me speechless even sometimes breathless and I get nervous from silence when there's so much I could say And I don't know what I want from you sometimes you're like the mountains I see creeks and streams in the seams and I remember you've been in my dreams you've been in my dreams A kiss would be nice but only with the right eyes otherwise I'm content with your smile just wishing I could hold you for awhile one morning to lay by your side ponder your mind fingers sift hair eyes closed without care