i love the sound of your name, like a heartbeat it waits, pulsing on my lips. and i love this waiting and the fact that i know you're waiting too, for a little something, a little everything.
so i hope you'll understand what's not being said here
and i hope you'll know and hear and see what's hidden here
because time's running out
and there's little i can say
that i wouldn't take back later....