My heart sings
It sings for you.
It seems more louder
Than it has ever before.

I stutter more
Much more when you are around.
The words I want to get out
Just seem to stay put.

Why is it so hard for me
Just to tell you how I feel?
Is it because I am afraid
Afraid of what you would say?

What would you say?
Would you come to me
Or would you fade away
Just like others have?

Well I don’t know
I don’t know what you are thinking
But I hope
That your thinking of me.