I stand, silent
watching myself. And in my head
I remember every horrible thing i've done to you
and i wonder..... Why do you want me?

I'm no superman
I'm no savior
I'm just
And again i wonder..... Why do you want me?

Every touch. Every kiss.
How does it erase what i've done?
Countless are the hours i've spent.....
Wondering why i'm worth the effort to miss.
I'm flawed. I'm imperfect.
And once more i wonder..... Why do you want me?

I raise my hands..... And in the light
See the sin; the immoral convictions.
I touch my lips..... And i feel
The cold lonliness, the loss of warm love.
I remember our previous intimate encounters.
Praying that its real and shall stay my fate.
Begging that the kiss i shouldn't have given you,
Will not become a scar
Pleading that i will not be left alone once more.
And for the final time i wonder.....
Why do you want me?