I would be lying if I said I didn’t care.
If I said it didn’t hurt.
I would be lying if I pretended not to notice you there.
Lying to myself, because it is readily apparent to you
That I love you.
I don’t know how you know and how it’s hidden from me some days.
Each day begins with you; you’re on my mind and in my heart, so
I guess I know too that you love me.
Why would I be lying if I spoke roughly to you?
How would I be lying if I said some unkind word?
When would I be lying if I didn’t tell you each day how much you mean to me.
Let me not wait till you’ve gone to state my truth to you each waking hour.
Let me not lie to myself that I am without you.
Let me say how much you do each day for our family, our marriage, our home.
Let me not lie.
There is no time for it.
– Small town boy