tried to tell you how I feel I tried to tell you but I'm weak Words don't come easily When you get close I shiver I watch you when you smile I watch you when you cry And I still don't understand I can't find a way to tell you
All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.