I still don’t dear to tell you how I’m feeling.
This is just not a funny thing.
Why can’t I tell you?
Because I’m scared of what it might do.
That you would turn me down?
That you won’t talk to me again?
Why can’t I tell you?
Because I don’t know how you feel,
How you feel about me
You can’t see.
See me, and how I’m now.
I’m behaving as stupid as a cow.
Writing stupid things,
As bad as my little brother sings.
You can’t possibly know,
Know my feelings.
Because I never really told them.
Well, here comes the first time;
I love YOU,
Like I love lying on the beach on a sunny day,
I love you,
Like the bees love the flowers,
Like butterflies floating on the wind,
Like a ladybird on the tree,
I need you,
Like a car needs fuel to be driven
Like the flowers need the rain and the sun.
Like a computer that needs electricity,
Like a pencil needs inc to be able to write.
On and on my mind keeps going,
No use to try and concentrate on anything,
Because my thoughts will take a swing,
Right back to you,
Because I loved you,
And I still do.