I want to be with you
I want to be with you
I want to be with you so much
I want to be with you
And I will be with you...
Your name has long since become something else
Your eyes have forever lost their light
The drunk doctor told me that you are gone
The fireman gave me a paper
That your house is ash
But I want to be with you
I want to be with you
I want to be with you so much
I want to be with you
And I will be with you
In a room with a white ceiling
With a right to hope
In a room with a white ceiling
With my faith in love
I broke glass like chocolate in my bare hand
I cut these fingers
For not being able to touch you
I looked into those faces and could not forgive
That they don't have you, and yet
They can live
But I want to be with you
I want to be with you
I want to be with you so much
I want to be with you
And I will be with you
In a room with a white ceiling
With a right to hope
In a room with a white ceiling
With my faith in love.