Besedila: Richard Marx. Flesh And Bone. My Confession.

Maybe you've noticed how I linger by the door
Looking for ways to hang around
I never felt my moment ever show itself before
But I've 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't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you
My love for you

He'll never say the words I've rehearsed a million times
Or stop your tears before they fall, yeah
He'll never even try to put his thoughts of you in rhymes
His heart is barely there at all, oh

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't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you
My love for you, oh

I have always believed somehow
I'd 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't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you
My love for you, oh

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't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you
My love for you, oh

Ooh, this is my confession
I bare my soul to you
This is my confession
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