I know what you know, darling,
Why silence where hearts should be?
This is what I long to say,
Yet the words escape from me.
I know what you know, darling,
Why silence where hearts should be?
This is what I long to say,
Yet the words escape from me.
I gaze, and he too beholds,
I ponder, and he too dreams,
Today's the present, tomorrow's the future, the day after is destiny's stream.
He, a boy, turns shy,
My own heart starts to sigh,
How then, can this story gleam?
Why do I seek him each day?
In college, my books left behind.
Why do I call him, come what may?
Tell me, can anyone find
The truth that he alone knows,
But his heart, it disallows?
How then, can love be defined?
He thinks I should speak my heart,
I think he will speak to mine,
A fool, a lover, a work of art.
He will say it first, divine.
He'll confess through a chat,
Or a letter, where love is at,
Then at last, love will entwine.
I know what you know, darling,
Why silence where hearts should be?
This is what I long to say,
Yet the words escape from me.
I gaze, and he too beholds,
I ponder, and he too dreams,
Today's the present, tomorrow's the future, the day after is destiny's stream.
He, a boy, turns shy,
My own heart starts to sigh,
How then, can this story gleam?
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