• We waste all our time thinking of love
    When there's many more things that out to be done
    We sit there and giggle our lives all away
    When these matter so fickle at the end of the day

    There will come a time when one should speak of such things
    But till then be smart, intelligent and say
    I'm happy being free with my thoughts to myself
    When no one will ask what I thought of that day
    And I honestly need to say

    So don't worry, don't fret for he shall come someday
    And you will then wish,
    You had something intelligent to say

    So heed my words before it's to late
    And change your course of mind
    For someday you will wish,
    You had something intelligent to say.