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Have I wasted my breath?
Did I give up things that I'll regret?
I hope this isn't true, because
When I think it, my heart grows blue.

You are all I ever think of.
Flying through my dreams, just like a morning dove.
I don't want to lose this, for
The sight and sound of you I'll truly miss.

I didn't give these things up, you see,
To make you look and love me.
Instead I did it because I love you.
And wanted nothing to hide us in hue.

I wanted time to be near,
Time to love, care and hear.
I feel though, it was all in vain.
Because when I think this, I feel the familiar pain.

The pain, that I care, and you don't.
I know I've opened myself, but you won't.
Should I stop and let you hear this plea?
Or should I keep my heart strung up in a tree?

Open up your heart, and tell me what's wrong.
No matter what it is, for you I'll be strong.
You're still my angel, beautiful as can be.
But it's dwindling, because you don't see.