Too Tired to Sleep

My heart would have me wait forever,
but, really, I can't.
It's been too long, too long
and, sometimes, I'd like nothing more
than a hug from more than stuffed bears

And now I'm looking for those answers
in all the wrong places.
It's all so fake though, too fake
and, sometimes, I'd like nothing more
than a hug to mean more than "my room or yours?"

But if this is all I can get,
I'll take it with a smile.
It's all so wrong, so damn wrong
and, sometimes, I'd like nothing more
than your face on their bodies
to be more than just my imagination.