Thought For The Day

I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here, all those words just seem to slip away.
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's alright, I'll make you maybe next time around.

But if I seem to act unkind
It's only me, it's not my mind
That is confusing things.
---The Beatles, "I Want To Tell You"