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 apologise 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 apologise