If I'm gonna love myself this time, i might have to accept the dreams in sight
If I'm allowed of not wasting my time, there's a sentiment i know i have to find
If i can be more, of your design, and maybe come around to find
That all the reasons for hate i have inside
Are just made up prospects in my mind
When i start to feel sympathy for you, and you become real
When its off and i have changed
Because during that changing id become
What you wished, and had learned to share my love
By myself or with someone else because i could find myself in you