There is part of me inside
Who knows that my life is a lie
Whilst my guilty conscience, will soon reveal who I really am.
I know that part of me inside
Is telling me where I should reside
Whether it be far below in the pits of hell
Or up above, where the kind folk dwell.
I know that there is something I am missing.
Is true love real? With all that kissing.
Needing someone, like you need air to live
Is the feeling that I am deprived of, something no one will give
All I am asking, is for your understanding.
Being treated like an animal in a zoo, is not something that is worth opposing
Part of me knows, this will never come true.
All I can say, is that I love you.
