Misunderstood

I’ll be the thorn in your side

I’ll be the grit in your eye

I’ll be the stone in your shoe

I’ll be the one who makes you blue

I’ll be the itch you can’t scratch

I’ll be the colours that never match

I’ll be the song you can’t sing

I’ll be the game you can’t win

I will bury me deep like a splinter of wood

I ain’t the crazy one I’m just misunderstood

You’ll be the one that I need

You’ll be the air that I breathe

You’ll be my night you’ll be my day

You’ll be the reason that I pray

You’ll be the one who can mend

You’ll be the one who is my friend

You’ll be the one that I hold dear

You’ll be the one who makes things clear

They’ll be the voices I can hear

They’ll be that ones that I fear

They’ll be the ones that make me hide

They’ll be the ones I hold inside