When I run, I want you to follow;
When I pull, I want you to pull harder.
How else am I to know you care?
How else can I know that this is real,
And not just a dream, or fantasy, if you will?
The more I'm with you, the more alone I feel.
When I run and hide, you close your eyes;
When I cry, you just roll to the other side.
Yes, I'm a big girl, and yes, I'm strong,
But I don't wanna be.
I don't want to hurt.
I just want you to love me and care
I know it's not your way and things will probably never change,
But it's the only way I'll ever know
That it's real...
So for now, I'll pull and run, cry
And hope, hope that one day you'll come
And I won't have to feel alone anymore.
I won't have to question anything
Because I'll know
I'll know it's all real...
But somehow I know
You'll never come...
