I've turned into the windowsill in your bedroom
I've turned into a desk on the floor with some leg room
I've been hiding out underneath your covers
I've been trying to find out if I could be your lover
We are the same, I want to hold your hand
We are the same, I want to meet your friends
We are the same, I want to do what I can
We are the same, I wanna be your man but I can't
No I can't
I've turned into the doorway into your living room
I feel like an old guitar that is out of tune, I am out of tune
I've been outside your door screaming for a little while
I've been trying to find out if I could be your style
We are the same, I want to hold your hand
We are the same, I want to meet your friends
We are the same, I want to do what I can
We are the same, I wanna be your man but I can't
No I can't
Even lakes and ponds feel the tides sometimes, once in a while
Underwater I believe everything is fine, it's alright
I've been trying hard to make sense of this
Honey aren't you glad this isn't ambiguous, heavy mess
We are the same, I want to hold your hand
We are the same, I want to meet your friends
We are the same, I want to do what I can
We are the same, I wanna be your man but I can't
No I can't