If only I could tell you

Time tells us one thing
What we should have done
What we should have said
If only I could tell you

If only I could tell you
All the words I couldn’t say
Oh, the graffiti
Of all the words I should have said

There is nothing but this
And time laughs at us
Saying – I told you so
But I love you more than I can say

The rain must come from somewhere
Days must have reason
If I could tell you
I would let you know

Perhaps the trees don’t really want to grow
Maybe I do really want to go
It was a kind of loving
Of this, I’m sure

All the books we used to read
Oh, you poor cow
I loved you
Oh, you poor cow

Time keeps repeating the same rhetoric
Over and over
Whispers through the wind
Of ‘I told you so’