I wonder if she hears me
When words cease to amaze
I'm concerned I can't speak
Anything that isn't praise

If I were to babble
Or say too much
Would you turn off?
Many have
And if I were to shy
Or shrink away
Would you turn off?
Many have

Could the problem be with you?
Could we maybe share the blame?
It would make my life much easier
With a portion of this shame

But I don't think I'd accept it
Even if you volunteered
The reason there is conflict
Is because I hold you dear

Sometime soon I'll babble
And say too much
Don't turn off
Many have
Afterwards I'll shy
And shrink away
Don't turn off
Many have