Whispers in Blueberry Fields, Silence Speaks Volumes

I glued back together the broken pieces of a vase you found Out back of some old abandoned church in a town I don't remember the name In the middle of Maine where you came to meet my family And we raked blueberries into buckets, and I drove reckless in the rain And it wasn't the slightest bit romantic I guess that's what makes it so I can't say how much you mean to me Up on a mountain top Down by the dark blue sea I can't say how much you mean to me Open my mouth to talk But I can hardly speak I can't say Sitting on a window, a bluebird on it, nothing in it There's a piece we never found but I think that's what makes it perfect And so to put it into words, I can't put it into words No, I can't say how much you mean to me Up on a mountain top Down by the dark blue sea I can't say how much you mean to me Open my mouth to talk But I can hardly speak I can't say There's something in your eyes A secret I must keep I can't say how much you mean to me Like trying to describe Impossibility I can't say Some might say "euphoric" No, there's really no words for it When a smile grows across your face Like pieces of a broken vase Everything falls into place I can't say Up on a mountain top Down by the dark blue sea I can't say how much you mean to me Open my mouth to talk But I can hardly speak I can't say There's something in your eyes A secret I must keep I can't say how much you mean to me Like trying to describe Impossibility I can't say