You will never hear,
The thoughts I hold so dear;
I dream of holding you to me,
But a dream is all that it can be.

 

I whisper quietly to the wind,
My love to you I will send;
But you will never see my heart,
It must be silent from the start.

 

My love for you would be wrong,
I've belonged to another much too long;
A silent love I'll hold for you,
And save my tears for nights so blue.