I want the kind of love
Where you wake up at 2 in the morning
From a nightmare
And see her, smile and everything is okay

I want the kind of love
Where you sit in a park smoking cigarettes
Holding hands, people watching, observing the beauty of life
Enhanced by a companion ever so dear

I want the kind of love
Where sometimes when you get particuarly depressed
You are able to stay safe and sane
Because you have someone to save you

I want the kind of love
Where your reality is better than your dreams
So you don't sleep much
Preferring to talk through the night about anything and everything

I want that kind of love
But its not in the cards for me
The hand I was dealt leaves me miserable, alone
Trapped in a world on my own