It seems as though I always wait for the words I need to hear
but the words I fear I hear them all the time
I never believe enough in someone to tell them that I love them
and It only leads to tears each time I try.
It seems as though all that's seen are the error of my ways
and each mindful thought is thrown into the wind
where whirlwinds beasts and dragons turn sunlight into nightmares
where all I am is tarnished by my sins.
It seems as though I will never be all I might have wished
though I've tried my best to be the best I can
I could dwell on all my failings and feel guilty forever after
but then I'd hardly be this man it seems I am!
