He Wants - Awry

He wants

More than a blind companion

To live his life

With reckless abandon

And he wants

A maiden less fair

Autumn leaves in my hair

Parallel to his own feeling

To leave her flailing

For his glance and by chance

He wants only his dream

And he wants you as you breathe

And he wants you to magically be

What he wants

He wants

The hush of new, fallen snow in June

Frozen tulips, ripe to bloom

He wants

A lover beside him

Who knows not to want for more

Standing outside his door

His poison in his wine

So he cracks a pageless spine

To forget and forgive all

That he wants only his dream

And he wants you as you breathe

And he wants you to magically be

What he wants

The guilded Rockwell ad grandfather’s pipe

Or to drink the water of new life

He wants only his dream

And he wants you as you breathe

And he wants you to magically be

What he wants

And he wants us to play his game

And he wants us to be the game

And he wants us to play his game

And he wants us to be the same.