What You Want

What you want to say,
Wait till you get home. 
I'm sick of communicating over the
Telephone.
But tell me how you feel,
For I am lonely too
Need you to know
I'm just as cold and numb as you. 

But I could fly away,
Or I could be no one. 
And you could be the
Sunshine falling over the mountains 

Or you could come to stay 
You could come right home 
I don't see why I have to 
Live this life all alone. 

I know there is a way to make up for old Mistakes 
And I know what's happening is for a reason 
I know...