Tell me is it not meant for me to be loved
I'm merely a body that's all
No guts, no brains, no glory
I long to be touched with feelings
And to be looked upon with love
Tell me is it not meant for me to be loved
My brain is heavy and my lungs or filled
All I ask is that someone stand before me
And extend their arms just so I can step
in so that I might relieve myselft of years of
pain.
Tell me is it not meant for me to be loved