| My heart has been trying to express itself
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| And it’s really getting me down
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| There’s a strange effect that comes over me
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| Whenever you’re around
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| I have so much confidence when I’m by myself
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| It’s like my nerves wore an armored coat
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| But baby now you’re such a charmer
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| You melt that coat of armor
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| And the words from my heart get caught up in my throat
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| Maybe I’d better write a note
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| My heart is getting discouraged with giving me line after line after line
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| But my lips can’t relay what my heart has to say
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| They stutter and stammer each time
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| If I don’t tell you soon what my heart wants to say
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| My chance will get more remote
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| But each time you’ve given me the opportunity
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| The words from my heart get caught up in my throat
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| Maybe I’d better write a note
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| I make the same promises to my heart every morning
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| That the very next time we met
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| I would tell you that I loved you and make you mine
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| By the time the sun starts to set
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| I rehearsed my lines a thousand times
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| Read some sweet poetry I could quote
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| But when you open your door to greet me
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| Smiling oh so sweetly
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| The words from my heart get caught up in my throat
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| I think I’d better write a note
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| I want to say the words but they’re caught up in my throat
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| I’m gonna find myself a pencil cause they’re caught up in my throat |