Richard Marx

Maybe you抳e noticed how I linger by the door
Looking for ways to hang around
I never felt my moment would ever show itself before
But I抳e got to speak or lose you now

This is my confession
I bare my soul to you
This is my confession
The one thing I can do

How will I ever make you mine
If you don抰 know that I抦 alive
I confess to you
My love for you

He抣l never say the words I抳e rehearsed a million times
Or stop your tears before they fall
He抣l never even try to put his thoughts of you in rhymes
His heart is barely there at all

This is my confession
I bare my soul to you
This is my confession
The one thing I can do
How will I ever make you mine

If you don抰 know that I抦 alive
I confess to you
My love for you

I have always believed somehow
I抎 be standing right here before you now
Hoping the last breath I take
I take in your arms

This is my confession
I bare my soul to you
This is my confession
The one thing I can do

How will I ever make you mine
If you don抰 know that I抦 alive
I confess to you
My love for you