The piano dances
into my ears,
and the tears begin to flow.
So much pressure,
so much desire.
No where to go,
I’m lost.
I’m latching on, babe.
Now I know what I have found.
His voice sweeps through me,
and all the worries,
all the electrifying feelings,
accidental and with purpose,
they all race through me.
What did you give me
to make my heart beat out my chest?
Oh, how I just want someone
to touch,
to love,
to care for me.
But, that’s such a silly desire.
Who could,
who would?
There’s something missing,
but I don’t know what.
Is it me?
Is it the way I talk?
Is the way I act?
Or have I just not found
the person who gives me
satisfaction?
They say you shouldn’t be looking,
but I can’t.
I thought I was doing so well.
I thought I was happy.
I am happy.
Now I’ve got you in my space,
I won’t let go of you.
Got you shackled in my embrace,
I’m latching on to you.
