You know we kind of match. Admit it. You do. But you don't want to talk to me, you just don't want to. 
I know where I belong. Indeed it is with you. I'm trying to be strong. But I maybe don't want to.

If you listen to me now. Baby you will understand. I can scream it out, loud. Then you'll maybe take my hand.

You will never hear the voice. Inside of me. But now you have a choice. I love you, you see.