Speechless - Joyce Lee

Plastic and paper mache

Are what make up my small, simple frame

And though all of the pieces have settled in places

They’re still sticking all the wrong ways

Yet you’re still here

Sitting beside me, my dear

Through all my worry, my fear and my first indecision

It’s so clear…

You my dear…

For I… can't say why…

All of the words we never say mean everything

No I… can't say why…

I’m so full of you that I go speechless as I sing

Close is this moment I’m feelin'

And «close» captured deep in my mind

For through all of the jumble and very odd angle

It’s me you find

And you’r still here

Sitting beside me, my dear

Through all my silly, my angry and all my confusion

It’s so clear

It’s you my dear