Each time I open my mouth to speak,
I fumble and stumble over all my words.
This is how I always feel and hold you,
but I always feel so foolish with you.
I want to tell you all the things on my mind,
the words seem to become jibberish with you.
I shouldn't think, miss you or need you at all,
since you may never be mine to have and hold.
Every time I talk to you about little things,
I feel that you understand those are important.
If I could explain all these things to you,
I'd have to have the courage of lioness.
I've thought about saying so much about you,
but the moment you come into view, I can't speak.
All I can say to you is you make me feel special,
like a goddess everytime I come into your sight...
