Produced by Drew Patrick Campbell @ Subscotia Sound, NL

Lyrics

Verse I
If I were to write you now with quill and ink
It would be in my own blood
A reminder of my testament
I bled for you and love
On scented parchment
I’d spill my secrets just before
I ask you let me explain
Where the words would pour
Such lovely words would pour

Pre Chorus
It wouldn’t take long to write
I’ve rehearsed the words a thousand times
A thousand times
But our stars haven’t crossed
In a silent while, in a silent while, in a si-lent while

Chorus
I can’t see you face to face
So I must write my own words
For you to read
And hope that when you finish
Finally you will see
The one who loves you most
Happens to be me

Mid Eight
I’m no angel
Not ever been a paper doll
with a paper heart
I’m sure not made of plastic
That can be pulled apart
No my arms are very real
And in them I hope you’ll feel
More love than you’ve ever felt before

Verse II
If I were to scribe you now with quill and
ink
It would be in my own blood
A scarlet letter of my confession
I present to you Love
On perfumed parchment
I’ll spill my secrets of heart
Begging you to hear me out
Where the words will pour

Pre Chorus
It won’t take long to write you
I’ve rehearsed the words a thousand times
But our paths haven’t crossed
In a silent while, in a silent while

Chorus II
I can not look you in the face
So I must write my own words
For you to read
And hope that when you finish
Finally you will see
The one that loves you forever
And that’s always me

Ending
Because no one
And I mean/vow no one
Will ever love you more
Love you more