What Do You Want From Me

A song, a rhyme… just to spend a little time. I always wonder what you want from me. Perhaps an act to show I care, a word, a touch, a longing stare. Oh, what I’d give to know what it could be. Should I sing til I can’t sing no more? Come crawling back up to your door, bringing gifts, whatever I can buy? Maybe you simply need to hear, “I love you” whispered in your ear… were it that easy surely, I would try. But by judging what I know of you, a simple fix will never do. No, something more is always called at hand. Like - help you swing from every star, or be as perfect as you are, that’s where it sits from what I understand. But trying to pin it down just so is like trying to pin a wave, you know… upon the sand like sung in that old song. And just like them I’ve not a clue what the hell I’m supposed to do. So, on I go… as you lead me along.