I could’ve never have your love
I could’ve never feel your touch
I could’ve never hear your voice
I could’ve never looked into your eyes
And see your soul that
I could never have known
But there it is
All in front of me
To have, to hold, to listen
But I want nothing of it
It’s tainted, scorned
Like someone didn’t want it
So you come to me
Thinking that I would take it