Yearning
I wish for him to touch me,
Just to satisfy my hunger.
He's pushing me over the edge.
And I'll be glad to take the fall.
I don't want to get myself hurt.
But holding on to him is going to get me there.
I want him to love me.
Yet I don't want to make him.
Just to satisfy my hunger.
He's pushing me over the edge.
And I'll be glad to take the fall.
I don't want to get myself hurt.
But holding on to him is going to get me there.
I want him to love me.
Yet I don't want to make him.
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