| They told me once, nothing grows
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| When a house ain’t a home
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| Is it true, honestly
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| When it’s all a part of me?
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| A couple years of waiting rooms
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| Finding God, and lose Him too
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| Wanna scream, but what’s the use?
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| Lyin' awake, and I stare at the door
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| I just can’t take it no more
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| They told me it’s useless, there’s no hope in store
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| But somehow I just want you more
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| I want you more
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| Somehow, I just want you more
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| I want you more
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| Somehow, I just want you more
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| Wooden floors and little feet
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| A flower bud in concrete
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| Feelin' so incomplete
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| Wonder will we ever meet?
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| And would you know it right away
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| How hard I tried to see your face?
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| A little screen, a photograph, mine to take
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| I sit and I stare at your clothes in the drawer
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| I cry and my knuckles get sore
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| 'Cause I still believe it won’t be like before
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| And now, somehow, I just want you more
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| I want you more
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| Somehow, I just want you more
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| I want you more
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| Somehow, I just want you more
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| And when you decide it’s your time to arrive
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| I’ve loved you for all of my life
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| And nothing could stop me from giving a try
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| I’ve loved you for all of my life
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| Loved you more
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| Somehow, I still love you more
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| Love you more
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| Somehow, I still love you more
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| (Loved you more)
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| (Somehow, I still love you more)
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| (Love you more)
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| (Somehow, I still love you more) |