Am I doomed to walk this Earth,
unloved...

I had a bad day,
so I'll take you down...

Talking late into the night.
Spilling my thoughts...

Staying home.
All alone...

I just keep talking,
though none of the words are true...

As we float along in the still water,
you look over the edge of the canoe...

This feeling returns to me,
It binds my heart with chains of ice...

I think hell is frozen over,
Its a place of punishment...

As we drive down the free-way,
I can always see it taken over...

Do you see the way I stair,
At nothing at all...

Please love me.
I need to feel wanted by someone...

If only you
would see that...