I wear a face that seems to be confidentiality,
The only eyes that see in me know my desperality.
And I'm a man who's found his way by having not a lot to say,
I want to tell you that I need you.
I know they really think they see an image of maturity,
But if I was what I should be wouldn't I be on my knees?
And I'm a man who's found his way by having not a lot to say,
I wanna tell you that I need you.
And when I fall into your hand I see myself for what I am,
It only shows me that I need you.
And I'm a man who's found his way by having not a lot to say,
I wanna tell you that I need you.
And when I fall into your hand I see myself for what I am,
It only shows me that I need you.
