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If only I could wonder true
And ask the things I want to tell you

But nowadays my time is lost
And nothing’s there but me to rot

And everyday it stays the same
And I try to play the same old game

But my words will never leave my mouth
It’s sad that I can’t tell you about

The things which will appear
And things which in my mind are so clear

But the words simply need to come about!
And jump and scream and run and shout!

But alas the simple things I feel
Can not come out and are only squeals

But one day, when the day is long
And finally I sing my song

The words will come out and say!
And finally we can play!

But only if it’s not too late
As love get’s old if not abate

And therefore I must hurry along
Or else our love will be long gone

But what’s hard is not the words you hear
But deep inside me the great fear

For if what I say now is right and true
And if I fall in love with you!

Will you the same I cannot fear!
As I hold you oh so dear

So only if I could not go astray
And tell you of my love today

Then things would not be too bad hooray

If only I could come out and play…