Your words are precious and pleasing, Like costly pearls on a string,
Your words are lively and optimistic, The smoothest ones you pick.
But these words, you squander on me; No longer affect me, nor impress me.
You promise, you assure, You say I am not being fair,
When you insist, Ask me why I still resist,
I hear your claims, Not believing, all the same.
I know you affirm, But do your actions ever conform,
Now you sit back and mope, Then again, your words give me hope;
Your words coax me to think and wonder, But now your actions should speak louder.
So remember, darling,
Love is a beautiful word, no doubt, But your actions take the crown.
Love is truly the most beautiful noun, But it’s the supporting verbs that count.
Love is the sweetest word whispered, But what your actions say is preferred.
You words may be precious and pleasing…
Your words are lively and optimistic, The smoothest ones you pick.
But these words, you squander on me; No longer affect me, nor impress me.
You promise, you assure, You say I am not being fair,
When you insist, Ask me why I still resist,
I hear your claims, Not believing, all the same.
I know you affirm, But do your actions ever conform,
Now you sit back and mope, Then again, your words give me hope;
Your words coax me to think and wonder, But now your actions should speak louder.
So remember, darling,
Love is a beautiful word, no doubt, But your actions take the crown.
Love is truly the most beautiful noun, But it’s the supporting verbs that count.
Love is the sweetest word whispered, But what your actions say is preferred.
You words may be precious and pleasing…