Grammatrain. Lonely House. Need. Zeneszám

i wear a face that seems to be confidentiality
the only eyes that see in me
know my desperality
and i'm a man who's found his way
by having not a lot to say
i wanna tell you that i need you
i know they really think they see
an image of maturity
but if i was what i should be
wouldn't i be on my knees

and i'm a man who's found his way
by having not a lot to say
i wanna tell you that i need you
and when i fall into your hand
i see myself for what i am
it only shows me that i need you