Desperation Is Not The Issue
Sometimes i wonder
If i am not writting for nothing
If i am trying for no one
Maybe i AM just dreaming
Like my exotic, far away fantasies
And i'll wake up without you by me
That i won't be wearing your ring
And these will be real tears that i'm shedding
I want you to lay down beside me
Put your comforting arms around me
Wisper in my ear how much you love me
And this time i don't want it to be a dream
I want to wake up and really have you next to me
Sitting here in my white tank top and ripped jeans
Wondering what you're doing, what you're thinking
Are you thinking of me? About what all this means?
Is your heart aching, Your desires waking?
Am i mistaken to think that you're still a part of me?