I want to feel your hand I need to feel your touch I'm lost I have fallen I fear you have not My imagination runs wild Who and where you're at Not with me Take me back in time I Lo..Lo..Lo...I can't say it It is I who is scared Petrified I will be the one to ruin Push it away Until those words can fall from my lips Without hesitation Without fear of rejection Until that day Know I do, so hold me close Do not say those words Show me every chance So when I can When I can let myself be I can say those words And with full yes, unadulterated surety Hear them from you to me
I know where my soul lays, but my heart will not yet follow. It has been beaten and bruised. Stepped on and used. Wait for me if you will. I pray you do....