I want to go,
(I want) the road to open,
Not to know what will be tomorrow.
I want the truth,
Yes, even if it would truly hurt,
Even if maybe I won't understand it.
I want words,
(I want) to be close to God,
That He'd look, of all people,
Upon me.
I want tears,
(I want) to let my heart fool around
So it won't give up and freeze.
I want to sing,
To scream in the city streets,
To write a song for you
One you'd think is perfect.
I want to be happy,
To laugh will all my might,
To love you, all the way,
Until it hurts.
I want colors,
Blurry reds,
So I won't notice that the world has failed.
I want to grow,
To believe that it's good to fall,
That that's how a man grows, for some reason.
I want to choose,
To go back to yesterday for a moment,
So you'd look at me cleanly,
Like in the beginning.
I want to live,
Not to keep my strength any longer,
To know that everything will pass either way.
I want to sing,
To scream in the city streets,
To write a song for you
One you'd think is perfect.
I want to be happy,
To laugh will all my might,
To love you, all the way,
Until it hurts.
I want to sing,
To scream in the city streets,
To write a song for you
One you'd think is perfect.
I want to be happy,
To laugh will all my might,
To love you, all the way,
Until it hurts.