Anything
Anything
If you asked me to tell you anything
I’d tell you I want you to love me
Just as much as anyone can.
I’d tell you how I don’t feel ugly,
At least not in your arms.
Then I’d explain that I don’t care
How long I’ve known you;
And I don’t care
What the rules have been.
I just want the time to fly
So you can feel all right to say
‘I love you’ and I can feel
Okay not fleeing or punching you
For saying such a silly thing.
(c)Cydniey 2005
