The sun shines through my bedroom window
Like a long lost friend
And I can't describe how good it feels
To see him back again.

If I were a tender poet
Maybe I could speak
All those lines and perfect phrases
Just beyond my reach.

And I'd like to say what's in my heart
But I don't have the nerve
And I'd tell you that I love you
But I just can't find the words.

Maybe I could paint a picture
And let the colors show
All I've been keeping to myself
Yet want the world to know.

Or maybe I could write a letter
And keep it short and sweet
No greeting card type sentiment
Just what you mean to me.

And I'd like to say what's in my heart
But I don't have the nerve
And I'd tell you that I love you
But I just can't find the words...