I Want To See You

I want to see youThe way you the way you see yourselfI want to see youThe way you see yourselfI want to understand your pain,And know exactly where it rains inside your soulI want to see youThe way the flowers know the graveI want to see youThe way the flowers know the graveI want to tie around your head,Every silly word you said when you were still easy.I've been fighting just to keep you holding on,And it ain't getting any easier to give or get alongIf we can't breath, in the sky, we are stars,We are free to swell beyond our childhood dreamsIn the fire, we are flames, we are brokenI want to heal youWhen the fruit's still in your handI want to heal youWhen the fruit's still in your handI want to rearrange the trees and make a shelterfrom the leavesWhere you can be pure again