What You Want

What you want to say, Wait till you get home. I'm sick of communicating over the telephone. But tell me how you feel, For I am lonely too Need you to know I'm just as cold and numb as you. But I could fly away, Or I could be no one. And you could be the Sunshine falling over the Mountains And you could come to stay Yes you could come right home Don't see why I have to Live this life all alone. I know there is a way to make up for old Mistakes And I know what's happening is for a reason I know...