Showing posts with label Yusuf Islam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yusuf Islam. Show all posts
Sunday, 6 June 2010
How Can I Tell You?
A regular visitor to my blog, the lovely Lizzy from the Highlands, told me yesterday that she received some bad news - the passing of a loved one. My thoughts are with her at this very sad time. Listening to the radio this morning there was a song playing that I haven't heard for some time. How Can I Tell You was written by Yusuf Islam and is one of the most beautiful songs ever written. As I listened carefully to the the lyrics not only was I thinking about Lizzy's loss but also my daughter Michaela and how these words will mean so very much to her fourteen months on.
How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
but I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you, but my words
just blow away, just blow away
It always ends up to one thing, honey
and I can't think of right words to say
Wherever I am girl, I'm always walking with you
I'm always walking with you, but I look and you're not there
Whoever I'm with, I'm always, always talking to you
I'm always talking to you, and I'm sad that
you can't hear, sad that you can't hear
It always ends up to one thing, honey,
when I look and you're not there
I need to know you, need to feel my arms around you
feel my arms surround you, like a sea around a shore
and each night and day I pray, in hope
that I might find you, in hope that I might
find you, because heart's can do no more
It always ends up to one thing honey, still I kneel upon the floor
How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
but I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you....
It always ends up to one thing honey
and I can't think of right words to say
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