Sometimes I wish that I had never met you.
Sometimes I wish that I had never let you go.
Sometimes I wish that I could move up these mountains,
and sometimes I wish that I could do the impossible.
I'm always talking when I probably should listen;
I gotta stop bein' so psycho and let you go,
But I keep pushing you right here beside me,
Cuz I wanna be a part of some kind of wonderful.
Well you're mine, and that's all I know.
And if it takes me jumping over obstacles,that's fine.
This is the path I chose, and every step I take I know it's next to yours alone,
I pray you bring my baby home.
I know that I can be so hypocritical when all I wanna be is perfect for you.
How come I can be so simple that it comes to all these anythings that I put you through.
We've had all of these moments, we fall and get right back up,
we're hurting each other, acting so tough,
and I've had enough of this wondering,
what's wrong and what's so right?
If love is a feeling, I feel alright.
Yea, but when the morning comes and I am not perfect.
When the morning comes you are so perfect for me.
When the morning comes and I am not perfect.
When the morning comes you are so perfect for me
