Why is it so hard.
Maybe i should write it on a postcard.
I just wish i could say.
My tongue keeps holding back in every way.
What is love?
Does it come from up above?
I need to know.
Maybe love is over a rainbow.
It leads to a pot of gold.
Is love really sold?
Do we keep it in a tight hold?
Is love hot or cold?
Why is it so hard to say.
People keep it dead in decay.
Love seems so faraway.
I'll never know why.
No one seems to say it.
How could anyone forget?
About something so true.
I just wish you knew.
There's nothing else to do.
But to say I love you.
