I try...

Games, changes and fears...
When will they go from here?...When will they stop?...
I believe that fate has brought us here and we should be together...
So here is my confession...girl, I need your touch, your love, kisses and such...

I may appear to be free, but I'm just a prisoner of your love...and I may seem all right and smile when you leave, but my smiles are just a front...I'm dreaming of you babe...

With all my might I try...but this I can't deny...

I try to say goodbye and I choke...try to walk away and I stumble...
Though I try to hide it, it's clear...my world crumbles when you are not here...