Testi Soundtracks :: B

So little time to tell

So many things I meant to

Where did the summer go?

With still so much to say

Songs that I meant to sing you

Praises and pearls to fling you

Roses that I forgot to bring you.

I still long to hold you,

Embrace you, enfold you,

But somehow I never ever told you.

Where did it go, this life time,

Hurrying by, how did it fly away leaving

So little time to tell you

So many things I always meant to say.