- random
The want of something to come from nothing
The need of nothing to come from something
The desire of love to come from you
I want to see how things can be
Simply because my love is free
And I have no one to give it to
It's gathering dust on a shelf
Disappearing, just like my wealth
My health and everything I own
Soon it will be no use to anyone
Soon all will be said and done
Soon I will be all by myself, alone
I need someone to take it
It's time to make or break it
Before it's too late
The want of something to come from nothing
The need of nothing to come from something
The desire of love to come from hate
© 13th June 2001