In my Heart

In my heart there are things
That i'll never ever say.
But there are words of comfort
for that sad and dreary day.

In my heart there is a pool
of emotions not yet tapped
An atlas of a journey that
I have not yet mapped

In my heart there are songs
that I have not yet sung
but a tune that is familiar
comes rolling off my tongue.

In my heart there is a room
that is painted sorrow blue
I'll gladley paint it anything
as this room belongs to you.