I wish
I wish I knew what to say or do,
to make you stay, to make it through.
I want you so, I think you know,
though we said we'd take it slow.
I wish I knew who I should be,
for you to love me endlessly.
I think our love could be strong,
so we could feel that we belong.
I wish I could be the one you need,
so that my soul would stop to bleed.
I want you so, I think you know.
I wish you'd never let me go.
© Dennis Svedberg Hellström, 2007