I’ve been waiting for the lies to end
Holding for the bad to go
I’ve been hanging for the ugliness to change
Waiting for a world too true
Holding for a world too good
Hanging for a world too beautiful…

Wishing for a girl too true
Hoping for a girl too good
Hungry for a girl too beautiful…

“All I say is a lie” she sighs “nothing I say is true
And all I do is bad” she cries “nothing I do is good
And yeah all I am is ugly
Nothing I am is beautiful at all…
I don’t get this world”

Oh I don’t get this girl…

“So look… And you won’t see it
Listen… And you won’t hear it
Reach out… And you won’t hold it…
You can’t know it
But you can free it
You can’t name it
But you can be it… ”

I’ve been waiting for the lies to end
Holding for the bad to go
I’ve been hanging for the ugliness to change
Waiting for a world too true
Holding for a world too good
Hanging for a world too beautiful…

Wishing for a girl like you
Hoping for a girl like you
Hungry for a girl like you…

No not ‘like’ you…
You