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