Sometimes I sit in my room, caught in a moment, thinking of how I feel so alone, and so depressed, and it scares me.
I just want to feel like someone's there,
someone's thinking of me, someone wants me.



Who doesn't long for someone to hold?
someone who loves you without being told?
can somebody tell me why i'm on my own?



Being with you,
I smile more often,
I anger a little less quickly,
the sun shines a little brighter,
and life is so much sweeter.
For being with you,
takes me to a different place,
a place called love.