What I Needed
I need a good night
I need a loving night
I need one last night, once again.
I need a long night;
I need a lingering night;
I need a night that
never ends.
I need a good time;
I need a loving time;
I need one last time, once again.
I need a long time;
I need a lingering time;
I need a time that
never ends.
And if I knew then,
what I know now,
I would never have asked
anything like that,
'cause what I needed -
how I hate to admit to admit to myself -
But its true: there was nothing you could do.
I need a good fight;
I need a loving fight;
I need one last fight, once again.
I need a long fight;
I need a lingering fight;
I need a fight that
never ends.
And if I knew then,
what I know now,
I would never have asked,
anything like that,
'cause what I needed -
how I hate to admit to admit to myself -
But its true:
there was nothing you could do.
A life filled with mystery and mystical moments,
the mere sound of a voice that makes me feel like home.
The weathering of an unfortunate event,
with you,
or the you
I thought
that you should be -
and it's true: there was nothing you could do.
And if I knew then,
what I know now,
I would never have asked,
anything like that,
'cause what I needed -
how I hate to admit to admit to myself -
But its true: there was nothing you could do.
I need a loving night
I need one last night, once again.
I need a long night;
I need a lingering night;
I need a night that
never ends.
I need a good time;
I need a loving time;
I need one last time, once again.
I need a long time;
I need a lingering time;
I need a time that
never ends.
And if I knew then,
what I know now,
I would never have asked
anything like that,
'cause what I needed -
how I hate to admit to admit to myself -
But its true: there was nothing you could do.
I need a good fight;
I need a loving fight;
I need one last fight, once again.
I need a long fight;
I need a lingering fight;
I need a fight that
never ends.
And if I knew then,
what I know now,
I would never have asked,
anything like that,
'cause what I needed -
how I hate to admit to admit to myself -
But its true:
there was nothing you could do.
A life filled with mystery and mystical moments,
the mere sound of a voice that makes me feel like home.
The weathering of an unfortunate event,
with you,
or the you
I thought
that you should be -
and it's true: there was nothing you could do.
And if I knew then,
what I know now,
I would never have asked,
anything like that,
'cause what I needed -
how I hate to admit to admit to myself -
But its true: there was nothing you could do.
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Writer(s): Kristen Marie Invie
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