End of Days
Reaching, yearning Reaching, yearning To be seen, he must Open my eyes, open my heart For he is the calm in the chaos To be heard, you should Listen to me, know me Understand my quirks and smirks To be held, I will hold you In high esteem, in my arms When you break down again To be tasted, you should taste His lips, his neck Even - no - especially when he’s sour To be loved, love him first Worship him, adore him Accept all faults - no, celebrate them To be comforted, I comfort you Destroy your pain, your panic I will give you my everything Reaching, yearning Reaching, yearning To be needed, needing each other At the end of the day At the end of all days