Just want to say, "Hello," though you don't know I just need to hear your voice, that bass in your voice that underlies the melody, the sensuality of your masculinity, your person. "Hello, how are you, babe? I need you, babe. Please hear me, babe... "Hello" Thinkin' bout you, wonderin' bout your day, your week, your month since I haven't spoken to you since then when I realized I needed you to be hear so I could say "Hello" I miss you, "Hello," I feel you, "Hello," I love you, just want to say "Hello" Hoping that I'm at least an atom in that complex structure within your head that thinks- thinks about me, remembers- remembers me, and commands that rhythmic organ within you the center of you to love me. Wondering if I'm the sunlight in your day, the kind that makes the sky smile and causes it to brighten independently of the clouds; the kind of sunlight that strengthens the flowers to blossom in radiance and stand in awe to reverence the Almighty God who has the power alone to make flowers and men grow, the sun only helps. See, this is who you are to me...just want to say "Hello" I appreciate you and I'm here for you the same. Wishing you would, wondering if I should, praying that you will and that I'll stand still for you to call me to say, "Hello" If I, can I, should I call to say "Hello, love," how are you, babe? "Hello" I just want to say "Hello"