My birthday has gone and passed but really, if you think about it, it's just another day.
What's really so special about that one day where you were born all those years ago?
I've never really liked my own birthday. Never liked celebrating it.
I don't see the point. I guess I like keeping a low profile, not really the 'centre of attention' type of person.
In the end its just a reminder of what I have and unfortunately, what I don't have.
Anyway, no escaping it really... It comes every year, so suck it up.
Ok, muscial interlude time.
This song has been stuck in my head for a while since I heard Ted attempting to play it.
I've been trying to learn as well actually, harder than I thought though.
Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
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