I Want To Tell You

(G. Harrison)

I want to tell you

My head is filled with things to say.

When you're here

All those words they seem to slip away.

When I get near you

The game begin to drag me down.

It's all right,

I'll make you maybe next time around.

But if I seem to get unkind,

It's only me, it's not my mind,

That is confusing things.

I want to tell you

I feel hung up and I don't know why.

I don't mind,

I could wait forever, I've got time.