I've turned into the windowsill in your bedroom I've turned into a desk on the floor with some leg room I've been hiding out underneath your covers I've been trying to find out if I could be your lover We are the same, I want to hold your hand We are the same, I want to meet your friends We are the same, I want to do what I can We are the same, I wanna be your man but I can't No I can't I've turned into the doorway into your living room I feel like an old guitar that is out of tune, I am out of tune I've been outside your door screaming for a little while I've been trying to find out if I could be your style We are the same, I want to hold your hand We are the same, I want to meet your friends We are the same, I want to do what I can We are the same, I wanna be your man but I can't No I can't Even lakes and ponds feel the tides sometimes, once in a while Underwater I believe everything is fine, it's alright I've been trying hard to make sense of this Honey aren't you glad this isn't ambiguous, heavy mess We are the same, I want to hold your hand We are the same, I want to meet your friends We are the same, I want to do what I can We are the same, I wanna be your man but I can't No I can't