Achin` To Be Lyrics

Achin` To Be lyrics

Well she's kind of like an artist 

Sittin' on the floor 

She never finished, she abandons 

Never shows a soul 



And she's kind of like a movie 

Everyone rushes to see 

And no one understands it 

Sitting in their seats 



She opens her mouth to speak and 

What comes out's a mystery 

Thought about, not understood 

She's achin' to be 



Well she dances alone in nightclubs 

Every other day of the week 

People look right through her 

Baby doll, check your cheek 



And she's kind of like a poet 

Who finds it hard to speak 

The poems come so slowly 

Like the colours down a sheet 



She opens her mouth to speak and 

She closes her eyes to see 

Thought about, not understood 

She's achin' to be 



Well I've been achin' for a while now, friend 

I've been achin' hard for years 



Well she's kind of like an artist 

Who uses paints no more 

You never show me what you're doing 

Never show a soul 



Well I saw one of your pictures 

There was nothing that I could see 

If no one's on your canvas 

Well, I'm achin' to be 



She closes her mouth to speak and 

Closes her eyes to see 

Thought about and only loved 

She's achin' to be 

Just like me