I wish that I could be your man
I wish I had it in me it's hard to Understand
Something to hold on to instead of Graspin' at the strands
I wish that I could be your man
Now the hand the rocks the cradle baby Surely rules the home
Baby's never satisfied by being left Alone
We're better off without you though it Seems like it's a sin
Holdin' on is hard to do with nothin' Coming In
Guess I'm getting' used to it
Supply don't meet demand
I wish that I could be your man
Now some stayed and some ran
Some made some big plans
Some hurt and some don't, some can And just won't
Hurts me it's no joke, some got their Hearts broke
Everybody needs somebody and I don't Like it at all
I wish that I could be your man
I wish I had it in me it's hard to Understand
Something to hold on to instead of Graspin' at the strands
I wish that I could be your man
I wanna see some kids ride bikes up And down the street
I want someone to kiss me man, when I'm in bed asleep
No one wants to wait around, well I'm Outracing sand
No one wants to see you when you
See 'em when you can
Guess I'm getting' used to it
Supply don't meet demand
I wish that I could be your man
Now some stayed and some ran
Some made some big plans
Some hurt and some don't, some can And just don't
Hurts me it's no joke, some got their Hearts broke
Everybody needs somebody and I don't Like it at all
I wish that I could be your man
I wish I had it in me it's hard to Understand
Something to hold on to instead of Graspin' at the strands
I wish that I could be your man