It's just a sweet nothing
Something I've grown in my heart
Something I've grown in my heart
It was there from the start
I've been feeding it with thought
..
For these things that I want
I left them to grow
Even if impossible they are
I'm sure you and I know
..
It's just sweet nothings
These things in my heart
They've overgrown, taken over
And their chocking my heart
..
I can no longer think
There's naught but tearing pain
All I want is your voice
The seed, I had planted, again
..
They've taken over
These sweet nothings
That were sweet at the start
In such a short time they've torn me apart
..
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