I'll tell you what I think of you,
and you'll smile to hear me say it.
When I tell you, I love you,
you'll believe it, no questions asked,
no need; only your heart to tell you
Here you are,
where I've waited,
My words of love are strewn here,
reaching out, here.
With the daylight fading,
wind through my window,
and the sound of your footsteps,
the beat of my heart,
upon the front walk.