I see you everyday...
At the bus stop.. a few feet away...
I wish i could walk up to you....
But I'm afraid my scars from the past show too easily...
I'll never know if you'll see this easy...
But I'm fond of you in many ways...
theres something about you...
theres something i need about you...
theres something i don't have... and i need you...
Can you put hope into a broken mans heart?
If you take the time.... I'll try and give you this world...
theres something about you...
theres something i need about you...
theres something i don't have...
maybe i need you....
maybe tomorrow.....when i see you at the bus stop again...
