I want to be with you
I want to be clear
but each time I try
its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
I’m listening to the conversation
judge and jury in my head
it’s colouring everything
all we did and said
and still I hear that sharp tongue talking
talking tangled words
I can sense the danger
just listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I can’t help but listen
but I don’t want to hear
hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
but each time I try
its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
I’m hearing right and wrong so clearly
there must be more than this
its only uncertainty
that we’re naked and alive
I hear it trough
the rattle of a streetcar
hear it trough the things you said
I can get so scared
listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I can’t help but listen
but I don’t want to hear
hear that voice again
what I carry in my heart
brings up so close or so far apart
only love can make love
I want you close I want you near
I can’t help but listen
but I don’t want to hear
hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
but each time I try
its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
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