Story Behind The Song
I dreamed the first verse in 2002 early in the morning in NYC just before recording session.
Song Description
Using words to say what one doesn't know how to express.
| Song Length |
2:41 |
Genre |
World - Reggae/Caribbean |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Subject |
Shyness |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
I don?t know how to say all these things I feel inside.
Sometimes I think I may, but then I let it ride.
I don?t know how to untangle this wrangle that?s within.
I don?t know where the emotions stop: and where the words begin.
There are so many things that we should say to those we love the most.
Don?t let those moments slip away.
We might never be so close.
The distances between us aren?t really, really, real.
There is no time, reason, or rhyme for these things that we conceal.
I can?t describe these pictures I?ve got inside my head
Sometimes I think it?s easier for me to quote my favorite films instead
I don?t know how to untumble this jumble what?s within.
I don?t know where the emotions stop: and where the words begin.
There are so many things that we should say to those we love the most.
Don?t let those moments slip away.
We might never be so close.
The distances between us aren?t really, really, real.
There is no time, reason, or rhyme for these things that we conceal.
I can?t connect these puzzle pieces I?ve got inside my mind.
I?ve got the corners and the edges, but it?s the middle I can?t find.
I don?t know how to unscramble this ramble that?s within.
I don?t now where the emotions stop: and where the words begin.
There are so many things that we should say to those we love the most.
Don?t let those moments slip away.
We might never be so close.
The distances between us aren?t really, really, real.
There is no time, reason, or rhyme for these things that we conceal.
There is not time, reason, or rhyme for these things that we conceal.
© 2002 Eric J. Hill/Morning Squire Music/ASCAP