People

I still yearn to be love without a need to please, help me, help me Silent crave to have childish peace while weary things haunt me, haunt me Like falling in my sleep People, it’s taking forever I’ve tried to connect with her, but now she's gone Priceless is what draws attention What kind of affection is making a mark with us? Strained love, lost fire, missed mark A hurried pace won’t frame Anything to last They see my heart They keep away.