I won't speak of the way you make me feel
I won't speak of the way your hands make me shiver
I won't speak of the way your voice makes me tremble
I won't speak of the way your eyes make me weak.
I won't speak of the dreams that you stir
I won't speak of the desire you awaken
I won't speak of the pain of loosing you
I won't speak of the pain of never having been
I won't speak of my feelings for you
I won't speak of the future that will never be
I won't speak of the nights that I spend thinking of you.
I won't speak of how much it hurts to just be your friend
I won't speak of how much I hate to talk about your dates
I won't speak of how I long to lay next to you
I won't speak of how I wish to feel your skin next to mine
I won't speak of how I hate to see you with another girl
I won't speak of how I wish that girl was me.
