What am I going to do?
I love you.
You mean more to me than anything,
But i can't do anything to bring
Myself to tell you how I feel,
For I keep it hidden under my peel.
Your radient goodness is stagnent,
But I'm drawn to it with such merriment.
Your deep kindness,
I must confess,
Has kept me high...
Stopped me thinking and wondering why.
What's the cost of this love?
I don't know where I stand.
Send a sign from above!
Everything in life is bland,
Unless we give it a shove
And turn it grand.
Remember,
I love you.
Someday, it'll start with a burning ember,
And grow into a fire of blue.