Why can’t I speak when I have so much to tell?
Why can’t I speak when I have so much to tell?
Why can’t I write when I have so much in mind?
Why can’t I sing when there’s music in my heart?
Why can’t I dance when there’s rhythm in the air?
Too many words left unspoken
Too many things left undone
For all I know this pain deep inside
Took the gladness from my heart.
