All the things I would say,
they're always a breath away from falling to your ear from these lips.
I choke on these words,
these paper words as they come out crumpled
and I think about how they did not tell you what I wanted for you to hear at all.
So if I ever find the words I'll use them to tell you something beautiful.
Just by one touch and I'm forced to fall for you.
Just by one glance from your eyes and I'm yours.
Lost somewhere between a hope and a whisper are all these things I would say,
I hope your eyes can find them in mine.
Even if you're not here to hold my hand, even if I'm not there to hold my breath,
I'm just glad to know your name.