Can you be my confidante?
I go crazy talking to myself,
All I desire is for the music to be turned down, phone turned off
...and just listen.
I'm just a young man growing into a grown man.
You young too you swear you don't need a man.
And listen...I get it.
But I'm not trying to save you girl I respect that you have your own cape.
But I just need ears to listen. A mind and soul to show some compassion. Eyes to capture my expressions. To look into as I talk. A beautiful mind that understands.
My confidante, let you be the friend I can entrust my universe of ideas with.
Not to be your man but for you to be my...friend, a living angel to help cleanse my mind, cause this word is awfully dirty, and my soul has to be kept clean.