I don't want to use you
To have you be my quick hit my cheap fix my new it
I don't want to be another ghost
To haunt you to taunt you to flaunt you
I want it to be more..
More than trapped in the coldness of a machine
More than trapped in the constant waking dream
More than trapped in the continuing restless routine
No I want to run in the rain with you
And with each drop's touch laugh and scream!
No I want to know if you take your coffee with cream
And you know without looking that my eyes are grey and green
I don't want to forget you
And just to let you go, to let you know, to take you slow
I don't want to build your ego
To fake you, to take you, to make you feel wanted
I want it to be more...
More than an idea of what you like
More than a notion of how is your life
More than a dream of your strife
No I want to know the side of the bed
That you prefer to sleep
And just how much pain you have
And just how it runs deep
I want to know that part of your heart
Where your secret darkness you keep
I want it to be more with you.
Yes, you.
