Johnny Belinda - Active Child, stimming

I came home, in the morning

Just a little bit ago

You lie asleep in our bed

All twisted in your clothes

And the rain came down on our rooftop

With a rhythm like this

Let the hair stand up

On my shoulders when you open your mouth

Said, aaaahhh

Said, aaaaahh

So I wrote you a letter

Etched into my forearm

With the pen that you gave me

Said there’s one thing that I mustn’t fear

This is happening

This is happening…

Wish that I was strong enough,

Wish that I could give it all,

Wish that I could change enough,

To be yours

Wish that I could give it all,

Wish that I was strong enough,

Wish that I could change enough,

To be yours

Wish that I was strong enough,

Wish that I could give it all,

Wish that I could change enough,

To be yours

Wish that I could give it all,

Wish that I could change enough,

Wish that I was strong enough,

To be yours