What do I want?
What do I desire?
What is it that my heart,
Is so desperatly yearning for...
So many years
I been confused
Wandering around
Enforced, to oblige
Stopped questioning things
Being too busy
Dealing with it all.
Childhood is a precious thing
And it made me who I am today
A man with whom I'm confined to be
That Learned a great deal along the way
It's just that I am not sure
What it is I am looking for
What it is...that my heart,
Is so desperatly yearning for...