I Wish I
Blue Roses Lyrics

I called you and got what I deserved
I attempted to reach out to you, but the response I received was appropriate for my prior actions.

Heard that laughing in your words
I picked up on your insincere tone of voice which conveyed an element of mockery.

I wish that I could photograph my moods
I desire to be able to capture my emotional state in a way that can be visually conveyed.

Show them to you
So that you can understand the extent of my emotions.

Just to prove
In order to substantiate my feelings as being genuine.

Down in the town I'm trying to prove something
In the city streets, I am striving to validate my worth and existence.

But the clock hands won't move
However, time seems to stand still and my progress is hindered.

So I'll go on singing about the same thing
Despite that, I will persist in expressing myself through the same medium.

And reading myself into books
I find solace in burying myself in literature.

The roadside buildings are black-eyed and aged
The structures lining the streets have grown tired and outdated.

They can't see me anymore
The once familiar landmarks are no longer able to recognize me.

How would I mean anything to anything
So, how could I expect to make a difference in anything or anyone's life?

Now I am not the hues in your city square puddles?
I am someone who blends into the background and leaves no lasting impression.

But when he touched my hand like it was gold
But when he placed his hand on mine with such adoration.

I want to pull away and say
I felt the urge to retreat and caution him.

'Look, it's only...
I wanted to remind him that my hand is only composed of ordinary skin and bone.

It's only made from plain old skin and bone
To devalue any feelings of reverence he might feel towards me.

Don't try to give me credit you don't owe me! '
Please do not feel indebted to me for demonstrating basic levels of affection.

You've got your eye on the door
Your attentions are clearly focused on making an exit.

This is what my life is for now
I have come to terms with the current state of my existence.

I'll pray the you won't drop your anchor here
I hope that you do not decide to stay in my life and sink roots into my surroundings.

We'll share our anecdotes saved from last time we spoke
We shall reminisce on the same stories that we have shared before.

We'll never change
Neither of us will evolve or mature beyond our current selves.

Let's go out for a drive in your car
Shall we take a ride around town in your vehicle?

We don't have to go that far
We do not have a destination in mind.

Let's try to find a road that we don't know
Perhaps we can seek out a new path to venture down.

'Till we don't know where we are
Until we reach a point of confusion or disorientation.

And I can smell the bonfires in the street
I can catch a whiff of the flames burning on the curbside.

I want to say that I love you... Love you
I long to confess my love to you, emphatically.

But you've got your eye on the door
However, it appears that you are preoccupied with the idea of leaving.

This is what my life is for now
Regrettably, waiting for escape seems to be my sole purpose at present.

I'll pray that you won't drop your anchor here
May you not decide to tie yourself to me or my surroundings.

We'll share out anecdotes saved from last time we spoke
We will rehash the same tales we have shared countless times before.

We'll never change
Neither of us will ever transform for the better.