i keep thinking the same way
i just have this whole lot to say
but somehow words are not enough
just know; whenever times are rough
you're the one on my mind
you're the one i keep trying to find.

and sometimes i wonder

what if i told you?
what if i were to say what you mean to me?
would i just sound mad?
would you push me away, or would i do it by myself?

all these questions consume me
as if they were wildfires burning inside
and i stand here
alone, once again
wondering how could i tell you
without saying anything at all.