Texty: April Smith. To Tell You.

With our good-bye
somewhat shy
of definition

and your last words
still unheard
though i listen

but all these dreams
won?t wait for me
so i hold you

here in my heart
and there you are
when i need you

and if my last breath soon escapes me
and takes me to my next destination
rest assured when it leaves my lips
it will whisper your name
i have to tell you this
i have to tell you

all of these gifts
i gave with
none in return

still this girl?s not through
chasing you
when will i learn

to just set you free
let this be
what it turns into

and hope that still there?ll be
room for me
somewhere in you

and if my last breath soon escapes me
and takes me to my next destination
rest assured when it leaves my lips
it will whisper your name
i have to tell you this
i have to tell you this
my heart is bottomless
and i have to tell you