I Think I Might Be Able to Fill a Livraison With All the Things I Want to Say to You

I'm trying to find The words to describe The way that I feel Every night And you know that I I can't speak to you Even after all All we've been through Someday I'll come back Come back to your arms And fall back where I laid Where I laid every night It's then that I'll say The words that I found I'll look inside your eyes And say... "Goodbye"