Wanna write about love
But I can't speak more about humanly love
My poor heart, I can only be silent
Never open my mouth to confess
Although my eyes would probably speak much
Than I could ever do and reveal
unspoken things within me
In my mind, I still believe
Love's pretty much conditional
That I had to do everything I could
To prove myself worthy of deserving
Now I'm not so sure if it's worth
Being spoken...