I want to be strong

That time I proved I was right I was wrong

The time we talked all night man, I was drunk

The last time I came babe I was gone

I want to be strong

I want to be kind

I want to be all open windows and warm apple pie

I want to be slowly blowing breezes in the sweet by and by

I want to be arms open wide and baby, it's all right

I want to be kind

I want to be wise

I've sat stoned until sunrise and I bet I look divine

And I've cowered with conviction and I bet I looked wild and sly

And I've talked too long and too loud and I bet I look proud and right

But I want to be wise

I want to be clear

I want to wear out my wandering and I want to be here

I want to sober up and let sleep the vintage of my years

I want to waken my walking through the valley of voyeurs and nears

I want to be clear

Want to be true

The blossoms of love are blighted with fear in the rue

And that moment was honest untouched by the next moment's true

And I'm sorry for all I've taken and I'm sorry for all I've let loose

I want to be true

I want to be forgiven

Forgiven

Up on everything I knew