I wanted your love so desperately
as children do, thought there was something wrong with me
A child's mind can't handle the thought
that there's something wrong with the parent, so she thinks "not!"
"It really is all up to me,
I'll change and then I'll see
her turn to me and glow with love
and I will feel as beautiful as a dove."
And then everything with be all right
I will no longer hate myself and cry at night
But your love was unobtainable no matter how hard I tried
it was a moving target, I could never get it right

And then I grew beyond the need for mother love
I looked for a man who could make me feel like that dove
But the only ones I can see are the ones like you
The ones who have better things to do
than take a break and pay attention to me
I really must stop this, I must break free