Who Wants

You’re here, by yourself
Looking for something
It’s true, you’re not the only one
Who wants, something
Something better, something else
And I….

I want to be taller
I want to have more friends
I want a lover who understands
The simple pleasures,
And silly humour
With courageous heart and knowing hands

I want to be famous
Don’t want my body older
I want to know exactly where to stand
Don’t want to feel anxious
No awkward moments
I too want something
Something better, something else!

We’re here, by ourselves
Waiting for something
It’s true, in that we’re not alone
Who wait for something
Something better, something else
And I…

I want to be stronger
No fear, no anger
Don’t want to inflict anymore pain
I want better hours
Just want to be a painter
Don’t want the resentment or the blame

I want us to wise up
No war no disaster
I want us to bow down to the land
I don’t want love to hurt
I want to love myself
I too want something
Something better, something else!