Lydia

                                  I need a voice to hear 

A hand to hold 

A mind to be near 

I need skin to touch 

The scent of hair will mean so much 

I need lips to kiss 

The laughter of someone to miss 

I need to wake up to the sound of you breathing



I need to comfort you 

And let you cry when you have to 

I need to kiss your tears 

And let you be alone



But you don't know what it's like 

But you don't know what it's like



I need to comfort 

And to say that it will be OK 

I want to feel the taste of tears in my mouth 

I want to give away what I got 

And get nothing back 

Except for moments of you love me from the heart



I need to share what I got 

Or else its not worth a lot 

I want to pick up the phone 

And apologize



But you don't know what it's like 

But you don't know what it's like



I met a man whose mission was to 

Crawl across the land 

He called me lucky because of what I was made 

Hey man take my shoes take my coat 

And understand 

I am a salesman and sorrow is my trade



I share what I got 

But you don't know what it's like 

I share what I got 

But you don't know what it's like 

I share what I got 

But you don't know what it's like 

I share what I got 

But you don't know what it's like 

I share what I got 

But you don't know what it's like 

I share what I got 

But you don't know what it's like



I need to share what I got 

Or else its not worth a lot 

I want to pick up the phone 

And apologize