Beatles: I Want To Tell You

I want to tell you,

my head is filled with things to say.

When you’re here,

all those words they seem to slip away

When I get near you,

the games begin to drag me down

It’s all right,

I’ll make you maybe next time around

But if I seem to act unkind,

it’s only me.

It’s not my mind

that is confusing things.

I want to tell you,

I feel hung up and I don’t know why

I don’t mind.

I could wait forever

I’ve got time.

Sometimes I wish

I knew you well

Then I could speak my mind and tell you

Maybe you’d understand

I’ve got time, I’ve got time.