WE All Want To Be Loved

I don't know what color the roses are tonight (black or white)

Faded on my table with dust that marks the lost months

You said everything has changed

I'd love to tell you

That the way my heart beats when you're around hasn't

But the words won't come and we only change the conversation

I don't see how you can't see what's inside my eyes

Every time you look at me

I'm playing with the same mistakes, repeating all my old regrets

Only in the hope that this time you'll understand

How many times have I done this to myself?

Repeating the same old song on my stereo (again and again)

And only dreaming of the moment this will all turn around

I keep waiting, standing still, for the wind to change

It seems the cold weather got the best of me

Now will you tell me, what's the point of all this?

I've searched everything darling, but I don't see the use

Except that we all want to be loved.