The Language Of My Heart

Never

You ask me this from time to time
This one question allways
"Are you mad at me?"
I have never a clue why you ask it
Or what makes you think i am
I dont want you to feel that way
I have never been ever
I love you deeply
you could never do wrong by me
You could never be unloved by me
As you are much too tangled in my soul
I want you to know
no matter what happens
Or what you do
I will allways have
a special place in my heart
Just for you
And to your question
The answer will be the same
Every single time
My love i couldn't be mad at you
Never.