I dreamed about you again last night You never have the same face
twice, but I always know it's you, and you're always looking better than
you really do Than you really do And I walk around the whole next day
feeling like I've still got something to say But I don't know what it
is, and I don't know how to reach you even if I did Even if I did Do
I wanna hear that you forgive me? Do I wanna hear you're no good without
me? Am I big enough to hear that you never even even think about me?
Why should you ever think about me? And I thought that I'd outgrow this
kind of thing Tell me, aren't we supposed to mature or something? I
haven't found that yet, is this as grown-up as we ever get? Maybe this
is as good as it gets And years may go by, but I think the heart
remains a child The mind may grow wise, but the heart just sulks and it
whines and remains a child I think the heart remains a child Why
don't you love me? Why don't you love me? Why don't you love me?