when i try to describehow i feel when you hold mei get butterfliesi hear lullibiesits hard to explainlike the sent of a roseor the sound of the rainits too precious and too wonderfulto give it a name too beautiful for wordsa symphony inside metoo beautiful for wordsi cannot take them lightlycan you hear my silent heart its on the tip of my toungebut my lips are still sealedonly violins and their innocencecan show you how i feeland i hear them againat the end of the dayim all teary eyedwhen we kiss goodbyetheres nothing i can say too beautiful for wordsa symphony inside metoo beautiful for wordsi cannot take them lightlycan you hear my silent heart must be a million timesi've tried to expressthis love of minewhen i goes this deepwhen it tastes this sweetits not easy to define too beautiful for wordsa symphony inside metoo beautiful for worsi cannot take them lightly too beautiful for wordsa symphony inside metoo beautiful for wordsi cannot take them lightlycan you hear my silent heart