quinta-feira, julho 03, 2008

I Wish

i can hardly move
and i sure can't groove
and i can hardly see why I'm so afraid
and the days are long
i can't get rid of what's wrong
it's plain to see
but the problem is, is, is in me

i wish i were
a singer
a dancer
dancing for your love

am i somewhere in the middle
do i count at being special
is there a sincerity in anything i say
do i know what anything means
can i see