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 all right. 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've got time. I've got time