The song for you.

I wrote a song.
A song about you.
I hope it makes sense.
Or i'll never be a man.

I tried to sing it out to you.
I tried to make the words go through.
But futile,
was the result.

I tried to make the world go round.
I tried to make you smile.
But it was futile.

So when, must i say.
I loved you being there.
To hold me close.
When must i say.
The time will never come.
The time will fucking run.

So,
I tried to sing it out to you.
I tried to make the words go through.
But futile,
was the result.

I tried to make the world go round.

I tried to make you smile.
But it was futile.


So then the sky said
,while i was looking at it,
he picked me by the hand.
He said he understands.

He told to me to
try to sing it out to you.
And try to make words go through.
It wont be futile...