I Can’t Find the Time

I have so many things to say to you

It seems that you’ve been with me for so long

And so I can’t find the time to tell you

Of time together that I would prolong

I look at you with an admiration

Of your pose, bearing and disposition

Having you close is every sensation

Still even more would be my admission

There are so many things that I could say

So much that I could fit it in a book

About missing you so much when away

About seeing you when you have that look

And so I can’t find the time to tell you

About all of the feelings that I knew