Drive I have nothing to say, if it's not about you There's so many things that I wish I could do But I was given the gift to write down my thoughts And so I'll write about this love that I got This love is for a girl, who knows me as a friend This poem is a message that I don't think I will send I'll keep it at home safe under my bed These thoughts that I'm writing will always be in my head They remain in my head, and also dwell in my heart These thoughts on this paper will not be torn apart Because I'll write them again, however many times it may take I'm driving this car called love and ain't hitting the brakes Say something now, or keep it all to yourself All my love poems are up on my shelf I'm waiting for the day when the time will be right My direction in life is based on only this sight This sight of a photo of me holding your hand I'm down on one knee, not wishing to stand The question I'm thinking gets you to cry Live each day as if tomorrow you'd die So here I kneel as a tear drops from your face I stand up and give you a warm embrace You quietly speak, but it's not hard to hear You said, “Yes.” despite all of your fears Who would think that “I” would be lost for words to say?