Something Sweet

I'm sick of searching

I'm sick of wanting

I'm sick of dreaming

I'm sick of being.

I wish that love would find its own way

I'm sick of searching everyday

A touch a smell, a butterflies wing

It?s all i feel its all you bring

A star can sit for a million years

I can barely sit still before i break into tears...

Confused...

I'm cold on the floor

Trying to look under the wooden door

But the shadow that tears everything apart has got a hold of my heart

I sit and i wait staring at a picture of your face that fades away

Then you're gone, now i need something sweet to move me on.

I need an opinion

I need a direction

I feed on deception

I lead to destruction.

Confused i'm left with nothing to choose

But this pad and this pen and this bottle of booze

I just want to know if this searching will end i've been running in circles and it seems that i tend

To look for an answer that could never be found

So i'll dig and i'll dig till i'm sick feet under ground.

I'm cold on the floor

Trying to look under the wooden door

But the shadow that tears everything apart has got a hold of my heart

I sit and i wait staring at a picture of your face that fades away

Then you're gone, now i need something sweet to move me on.

I just need you to need me

I just want you to know...

I'm cold on the floor

Trying to look under the wooden door

But the shadow that tears everything apart has got a hold of my heart

I sit and i wait staring at a picture of your face that fades away

Then you're gone, now i need something sweet to move me on.

I need an opinion

I need a direction

I feed on deception

I lead to destruction...