I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here
All those words, they seem to slip away
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's alright
I'll make you, maybe next time around
But if I seem to act unkind
It's only me, it's not my mind
That is confusing things
I want to tell you
I feel hung up, but I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
Sometimes I wish I knew you well
Then I could speak my mind
And tell you
Maybe you'd understand
I want to tell you
I feel hung up, but I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
I've got time
I've got time
I've got time
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