Our Song

I pick up a piece of paper,
And stare at the whiteness there,
I want to pour my feelings out,
To let you know I care.

I cannot write the letter, though,
The words come out all wrong,
Instead, I write a melody,
The words to our song.

The song is just for you and me,
For all that we've been through,
And as we sing the words together,
I know that I love you.