Too tired to please
Your hungering
Your wants and needs
And in-betweens
You take your time with your badgering
Broken-hearted and wandering
And no room for your heart to grow
Preoccupied with lofty dreams
When life is bursting at the seams
With all the things that you could know
All I want from this life
Is all I can't get right
Do you see what I mean
You only see what you want to see
Memories like patch-working of the blind
Just let me be what I want to be
And lets this storm carry me to the sky
Open up wide and let me in
And let me leave what I am for the night
Cause all I want from this life
Is all I can't get right
Lonely in your heart will it always be
Only in your arms is your own body