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He Wants To


He met her

At a diner

In the middle of nowhere

He met her

In her ripped jeans

And he wondered

How she got here

Like him

She's better then good

And she's got something

In her eyes

That makes him think

They're a lot alike

 

He sits down 

Across from her

In the table

In the corner

And he wonders

How someone so beautiful

Got so busted

And now

As they sink

Into conversation

He wonders

How someone like her

Got here

She looks

Like she's looking for something

Someone

To find her

And change her life

And he suddenly wants nothing more

Then to be that someone

 

She cocks her head

To the side

And he thinks

She's the most beautiful thing

He's ever seen

A jaded beauty

With eyes so green

And so sad

She's got a mean mouth

And doesn't talk much

But she sets his skin of fire

With one touch

Of her hand

And he suddenly knows

That he's not going home alone

He's not going anywhere

Without her

 

Two strangers

Both crippled by life

Both lonely

So much

It's chilled their very bones

He looks across at her

A pretty girl

In an ugly world

And she doesn't say much

But as the time ticks on

Her mean mouth

Softens into a smile

And he thinks

He'll stay awhile

Because he knows

He doesn't know her 

But he knows

He suddenly wants to

 

 

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