Tip Of My Toungue

When I want 
To speak to you
It something 
Takes a week or two
To think 
Of all the things 
I want to say
But words just stay 
On the tip of my toungue
 
When the skies 
Are not so blue
There's nothing 
Left for me to do
Just think 
Of something new 
To say to you
But words just stay 
On the tip of my toungue
 
People say I'm lonely
You know that's not true
I'm just 
Waiting for a chance
To prove my love for you
 
Soon enough 
My time will come
And after all 
Is said and done
I'll marry you 
And we will live as one
With no more words 
On the tip of my toungue