If I could sing, I’d sing you a song
A beautiful song
With all the word I should have said,
And I’d write it on the backs of the envelopes
Of all your letters that I still haven’t read
If I could sing, I’d sing you the story
The heartbreaking story
Of how my eyes still search for you in a crowd,
And I’d end it with the apology,
I was too scared to say out loud
But I am no singer
That was the one thing that we both agreed on
So now all the words that you wanted to hear,
Are written down in a poem you won’t read.