Well sleepless nights and endless days,
Miniskirts and serving trays,
Waking up from rain delays,

And selling sex for pocket change,
And living off the alcohol,
With no one but a cab to call,

And lost inside a bathroom stall,
This carbon copy life withdrawal,


And I need someone to believe in.

And driving cars we can't afford,

Just making sure we're never bored,
Living off our own accord
Between coffee grinds and corner stores

Limousines and cigarettes,
Chasing dreams with fishing nets
And long weekends without regrets

Well no one here is taking bets

And I need someone to believe in

Yes someone to fill this space, with grace
To look into my eyes and touch my face
To make me feel alive today


Someone to make me strong
Someone to make me belong

Someone to make it alright
Someone to make me feel alive, yeah


And stretching out like rubber bands
To kiss the cheeks and shake the hands
And *pool* *halls* and wonderlands.

With strong arms and no legs to stand
And getting by on hand-me-downs
With your tips, your drinks, your buying rounds

It's back to my old stomping grounds
Like children in the lost and found


And I need someone to believe in
Yeah someone to fill this space, with grace
To look into my eyes and touch my face

To make me feel alive today YEAH