What You Want

What you want to say,

Wait till you get home.

I'm sick of communicating over the telephone.

But tell me how you feel,

For I am lonely too

Need you to know

I'm just as cold and numb as you.

But I could fly away,

Or I could be no one.

And you could be the

Sunshine falling over the Mountains

And you could come to stay

Yes you could come right home

Don't see why I have to

Live this life all alone.

I know there is a way to make up for old Mistakes

And I know what's happening is for a reason

I know...