Just sitting around, thinking of you
About All of the things, we used to do
Nothing seems the same, as it used to be
we used to have so much fun, just you and me
I keep thinking of how hard it is, how my heart wants to be with you
But of how tired i am, to where my mind doesn't want to
I want to feel loved, and feel like for you i was born
Not for you to tell me what to do, and for me to have to conform
I want to have a relationship, not another dad
Someone that tells me what to do,and if I don't gets mad
I think i am old enough, to know whats right, and whats not
Your supposed to love and care for me, at least thats what I thought...
