What more can I do to show you how much I love you?
What more do I have to show to let you know, that it's with you, I want to go?
What more do I need to show that it's with you, I want to go?
What more can I say, to tell you that I'm in love with you, this way?
What more?
What more do I have to try, to let you see, I cry, everytime you go from me?
How can I help you understand that I love it when you hold my hand?
How can I explain all the pain in my heart when we are apart?
I confess. All these words I have used to try to express.