Please Tell Me
I’ve held myself
From feeling this way
Because I know it’s just not right
But the more I bottle it up
The more it struggles
The more it conquers me
But if I tell you now
I feel the same way for you
Then what?
Would it make me happier?
Would it make me feel better?
How can I be?
When I know
I couldn’t get any closer to you
I couldn’t cuddle you into my arms
Because somebody else holds you dear
How can I be happy?
When I know
I’m just satisfying myself
With the little time you can afford me
With the little space in your heart
You can provide for me
Tell me…
How can I be?
How can I be totally happy?
September 2005
From feeling this way
Because I know it’s just not right
But the more I bottle it up
The more it struggles
The more it conquers me
But if I tell you now
I feel the same way for you
Then what?
Would it make me happier?
Would it make me feel better?
How can I be?
When I know
I couldn’t get any closer to you
I couldn’t cuddle you into my arms
Because somebody else holds you dear
How can I be happy?
When I know
I’m just satisfying myself
With the little time you can afford me
With the little space in your heart
You can provide for me
Tell me…
How can I be?
How can I be totally happy?
September 2005
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