Tip of my toungue

When I want
To speak to you
It something
Takes a week or two
To think
Of all the things
I want to say
But words just stay
On the tip of my toungue

When the skies
Are not so blue
There's nothing
Left for me to do
Just think
Of something new
To say to you
But words just stay
On the tip of my toungue

People say I'm lonely
You know that's not true
I'm just
Waiting for a chance
To prove my love for you

Soon enough
My time will come
And after all
Is said and done
I'll marry you
And we will live as one
With no more words
On the tip of my toungue