Your eyes, they talk. Sometimes louder than words, they seem to see what your heart can feel, he wants to speak yet he's mute. He wants to send you a message a stong one, but never to be heard and yet I will try to make it be known. Give me your hand, let me put it in my chest, can you feel it? can you hear it? What is it trying to say? please tell me, What is this terrible pain I feel wen your not around? My eyes I think there sad, They feel empty but there no one around to hear there pain. Is it lonlyness I feel? Am I really that insecure?
All I want is for my voice to be heard, will you do that for me? I already know what your voice wants to tell me and I think mine wants to say it back.
Y que conste solo por ti es que mi corazon grita y solo por ti es que hace las cosas que hace, lo vaz a escuchar?
