Only Numbers

There are things I want to say to you
But they get lost before the come
My throat feels dry, it hurt so much
So my millions of words become none

There are things I’ve meant to say to you
Thousands of times before
And when you leave the room again
One word becomes even more

Hundreds of times I’ve tried to speak to you
To tell you the truth and keep my lie
To sing to you all the passages
Of the billions of stars in the sky

These things I want to say to you
Words like leaves, dried in fall
Billions, millions, thousands, one
They’re only numbers, after all