I want nothing more than to hold your hand
I want nothing more but for you to understand
I want nothing more but for you to hold me
I want nothing more but what you told me
I want nothing more than to just be free
I want nothing more but for you to see
I want nothing more but for it to go away
I want nothing more but my pain to be at bay
I want nothing more but for you to hold
I want nothing more but to get rid of the cold
I want nothing more but to come rest upon your breast
Because, deep down, I am depressed. So enclose me in your tightest grip, and don't let me go. Do not let me by myself, for I will be lonely. Do not let go, for I will disappear.
I will disappear.