I'm not going to write about your eyes,
Cause I've said all there is to be said.
I'm not going to write about your lips,
Cause there's nothing else left in my head.
I'm not going to write about your hair,
Or the way you make me melt.
I won't be discussing the power of your heart,
Or anything else that I've felt.
I'm not going to talk about your laugh,
Or the way you make me smile.
I won't even talk about your intelligence,
Or that I've been in love with you for a while.

Most days I wake up and you make me smile,
Without even being there.
If you could feel what you do to my heart,
You'd know all the words I won't share.