Someone said to me they didn't want me
I was far too harsh to be loved
Far too scared to be nice
Someone said to me
I wasn't capable of feeling love
I wasn't ever going to be relaxed

Someone said to me the reason people don't like me
Is because I'm far too strong
In will, in personality
To ever be wanted

They all started talking
Saying things that weren't true
Someone said they didn't want me
Because of the way I am

I love the way you look at me when the worlds quiet and our eyes meet,
or when you slowly tuck my hair away as your graze my cheek
I've heard you whisper to me when you think I'm asleep, saying everything you won't admit.
Kissing me with affection, not just cause of attraction....
I feel it in your lips, your need for me, but you'll only admit it when I'm asleep.