He wants what I want
But he can't say it.
He looks my way
And turns his head.

Walked away again
With words unsaid.

He wants to give to me
What I've been longing for.
But will he take the risk
Or will the blue falling rains
wash his courage away again.

He can't say it.
He can't say it.
Forever,
His heart I can feel.

The fire burns out of control
But he can't say it
He can't say it
Yet it makes me whole.

His thoughts are there.
No one else can compare
With that which we share.

But oh he can't say it.

If only just once.
Just once.
Just once to hear him say it
A simple "I...love...you."

His unspoken words
Have I always heard
So loud, so clear.

That ought to be enough
I know
Then tell me why
Do I cry
Still year after year
Because he can't say it
A simple phrase of
"I...love...you."

Because he can't say it
Oh he can't say it
a simple phrase of
I.....love....you.

_____from Songs of a Journey's End, a poet's companion to the thrilling tetralogy, Laying With the Mark