Is it possible, can it be?
Could someone really love me?

I glance down and see my lonely hands.
I try to imagine them being intertwined with someone who wants to warm them.
My body aches to be held. But I can't fathom someone embracing me.  
I am at the point, where I feel alone. Down to the inner of my bones.

Is it possible, can it be?
Could someone really love me?

I have adored, and quite possibly obsessed.
But to say that someone has done the same, that would just be a total mess.
I can not comprehend, or even try to pretend the love that couples feel when the meet their eternal best friend.

Is it possible, can it be?
Could someone really love me?

As for now, I don't see how that will ever be.  
When I lay awake at night, and my face becomes damp with tears, I can only ask one thing.
Is it fear?
I am as young as they come, so fresh out of my mothers womb.
But will I be alone when I enter tomb?

Is it possible, can it be?
Could someone really love me?

They day I die, will people feel sorrow for the love that I have never felt.
Will people understand how my heart has longed for someone, since the beginning of time?
As a small child, I always wanted to imagine the day where my wedding wasn't just a play.

Is it possible, can it be?
Could someone really love me?