What Do You Want From Me
A song, a rhyme... just to spend a little time.
I always wonder what you want from me.
Perhaps an act to show I care,
a word, a touch, a longing stare.
Oh, what I’d give to know what it could be.
Should I sing til I can’t sing no more?
Come crawling back up to your door,
bringing gifts, whatever I can buy?
Maybe you simply need to hear,
“I love you” whispered in your ear...
were it that easy surely, I would try.
But by judging what I know of you,
a simple fix will never do.
No, something more is always called at hand.
Like– help you swing from every star,
or be as perfect as you are,
that’s where it sits from what I understand.
But trying to pin it down just so
is like trying to pin a wave, you know...
upon the sand like sung in that old song.
And just like them I’ve not a clue
what the hell I’m supposed to do.
So, on I go... as you lead me along.
