I’ve made room
For all your unsent letters,
Your declarations of love,
And your declarations of war.
For your peace resolutions.
I’ve made room
For all the folded napkins
From the dinners we’ve never had.
For all the corks of champagne bottles
We’ve never opened.
I’ve made room
For all the red roses
In bouquets I’ve never hung to dry.
There is room in my heart for everything.
There is room in my heart for you.
You know?
No, you reply,
But I know you’ll tell me.