I don't wanna say I love you
that would give away too much
hip to be detached and precioius
the only thing you feel is vicious
I dont wanna say I want you
even though I want you so much
it's wrapped up in converstation
wispered in a hush
though I'm frightened by the word
I think its time that it was heard
no more empty self possesion
visions swept under the mat
it's no new years resolution
it's more than that
now I wake up happy
warm in a lover's embrace
no one else can touch us
while wer're in this place
so I sing it to the world
simple message to my girl
No more empty self possesion
visions swept under the mat
it's no new years resolution
it's more than that.
And there's nothing quite as real
as the touch of your sweet hand.
I can't spend the rest of my life
buried in the sand.