Spill

I have a tendency to keep to myself what I think
When talking, when talking to you
I have a tendency to write out everything
And sometimes, sometimes I spill

Well, I’m not quick to speak
But when I sit down to write
I let out everything
I know you know this well
And tonight my heart might spill out to you

I have a tendency to write out everything
When given, when given the chance
I have a tendency to bottle up all that I feel
Then I just seem, I just seem to spill

Well, I’m not quick to speak
But when I sit down to write
I let out everything
I know you know this well
And tonight my heart might spill out to you

Oh, how I long for the day
And I don’t know when it will come
But one day, I pray
That with my voice, I will spill out to you

-Zach

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