Closer - Peter Himmelman

    I went out in the street for a walk in the night,
    I had to loosen my head it's been wound too tight,
    I've been standing on the edge of picking a fight with you.

    Sometimes my world seems so damn small,
    I can't think of nothin' except for me at all,
    And my thoughts surrounded like a prison wall it's true.

    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now

    It takes all my strength to slow myself down,
    My thoughts are screaming I can't hear a sound,
    Sometimes I wish there was no one around but you.

    Oh tell me you know what I'm talkin' about,
    Sometimes you are celled by confusion and doubt,
    And then it hurts so bad you just wanna shout out, "We're through."

    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now

    Please forgive these things I might have said,
    You see, they come from my frustration, not my head.
    And the last thing that I wanna do, is,
    Create a distance between me and you.

    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now

    Well, there seem to be two states of mind,
    One is visionary, the other blind.
    And the best that we can hope to find is to meet some where in between.

    Well, the night air has pulled me back a bit,
    Just when I was about to quit.
    Tryin' to get the candle lit that lets me see what can't be seen.

    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now
    I wanna get closer to you now

    Breakin' these chains that hold me prisoner,
    I'm feelin' somethin' let me tell you what it is now.
    Reachin' out for true communication,
    I hope I'm giving you the proper indication.
    I'd go insane if I ain't allowed to hold you,
    Don't get me wrong I don't ever wanna mold you.
    The moon is starin' at me from behind the clouds now,
    I'm tellin' you and screaming out loud now,
    Closer
    I wanna get closer
    I wanna get closer
    I wanna get closer
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