Achin' To Be

Well, she's kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soulAnd she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seatsShe opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to beWell, she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day of the week
People look right through her
Baby doll, check your cheekAnd she's kind of like a poet
Who finds it hard to speak
Poems come so slowly
Like the colors down a sheetShe opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to beI've been achin' for a while now, friend
I've been achin' hard for yearsWell, she's kind of like an artist
Who uses paints no more
You never show me what you're doing
Never show a soulWell, I saw one of your pictures
There was nothin' that I could see
If no one's on your canvas
Well, I'm achin' to beShe closes her mouth to speak and
And closes her eyes to see
Thought about and only loved
She's achin' to be, just like me