I want to be real
I want to be true
I want to be able to say I love you

I want to be me
I want to be free
I want to not be an analogy

I want to move on
I want to prolong
The fiction relationship between me and you

I want to hold on to
I want to belong to
Your current of warmth and lovable attitude

A motley of feelings
I hope you’ll be willing
To deal with insensitive dealings

I want my wishes to come true
I want to not be so blue
But most of all I really want you

I want to continue
I want to be into
this whole I want to thing

But I don’t have the guts
I don’t really want
To do what I want