I like you so much
That I'd rather hide it
So I let it stay
implicit
Like an idea that hangs around your mind
and has no intention of happening
I find it so beautiful,
this concept of being abstract, baby
Beauty is such a fleeting thing, anyway
It's like an idea that exists in your mind
and has no pretension of happening
It may seem weak of me
Well, let it be a weakness, then
The joy it brings me
goes without saying
And if tomorrow nothing is like it seems
it will be up to me to forget
What I have to gain or what I have to lose
no one needs to know
I like you so much
That I'd rather hide it
So I let it stay
implicit
Like an idea that hangs around your mind
and has no intention of happening
It may seem weak of me
Well, let it be a weakness, then
The joy it brings me
goes without saying
And if tomorrow nothing is like it seems
it will be up to me to forget
And I'll survive
What I have to gain or what I have to lose
no one needs to know