I wonder

I, surprisingly, wrote this one right before I fell asleep last night. Haven't we all just felt that instinctual need to be wanted? In my case, it, obviously, takes on a romantic form. To know that someone else has his eyes only on you can be a very euphoric feeling -- or so I'm told. I'm looking forward to finding out myself someday.

I won't pretend
That love was ever my friend
It always kept me on the outside looking in
The faces in the crowds see me, but they don't know
That every night, I do home alone
Seems like I'm the only one still searching for something

Will love ever let me in?
Will it ever see me for who I am?
I want to be who I'm supposed to be, but...

I wonder what it feels like to be wanted
To be wrapped up right in someone's arms and not be afraid
I wonder how it feels to have someone see you
Instead of just looking right through you
'Cause I want to feel that rush of butterflies on the insides
The soft whisper of hushed lullabies at night
But really, I just wonder what it feels like to stare into someone's eyes
And know that he wants you to want him too

So I stumble along the empty streets
And trip over the cobblestones beneath my feet
No path to show me where I'm going
No road to lead me back home again

Always heavy, but feeling so empty
Always surrounded, but feeling so lonely

I wonder what it feels like to be wanted
To be wrapped up right in someone's arms and not be afraid
I wonder how it feels to have someone see you
Instead of just looking right through you
'Cause I want to feel that rush of butterflies on the insides
The soft whisper of hushed lullabies at night
But really, I just wonder what it feels like to stare into someone's eyes
And know that he wants you to want him too

Will love ever let me in?
Will it ever see me for who I am?
I want to be who I'm supposed to be, but...

I wonder what it feels like to be wanted
To be wrapped up right in someone's arms and not be afraid
I wonder how it feels to have someone see you
Instead of just looking right through you
'Cause I want to feel that rush of butterflies on the insides
The soft whisper of hushed lullabies at night
But really, I just wonder what it feels like to stare into someone's eyes
And know that he wants you to want him too

I wonder what it feels like to be wanted
To be wrapped up right in someone's arms and not be afraid
I wonder how it feels to have someone see you
Instead of just looking right through you
'Cause I want to feel that rush of butterflies on the insides
The soft whisper of hushed lullabies at night
But really, I just wonder what it feels like to stare into someone's eyes
And know that he wants you to want him too