I wish that you'd hold me
The way you clutch that pillow to your lap
It's exactly as they told me
Love's a special embrace and a slap

From the cockpit to the dripping drain
There's only two seats vacant on this place
One of them is just one row ahead
The other under my sleepy friendly head

So I wish that you'd hold me
Down like you clutch that pillow to yourself
It's just like they all told me
Love's essential and breaks mental health

From the welcome aboard to the cheerio
There's only a few hours to get to know
One you slowly carefully select
Another barely stumbling half erect

Yeah I wish that you'd hold me
In like you clutch that pillow to your chest
It's everything they told me
Love's destruction and the very best

From the red to the green and in between
There aren't many beans I'd like to lean
One has hands as smooth as open brain
The other well there isn't it's the same

Oh I wish that you'd hold me
Up like you clutch that pillow to your face
It's nothing no-one told me
Love frees you and it suffocates

From the grind or the fun with everyone
To a long term look and yes I'd like some
One and all could alter everything
No other stuff's concurrent cry and sing

Do you wish that I'd hold you
Just like you clutch that pillow to your lap?
Has no-one ever told you
To rigorously spurn this kind of crap?

From the glow to the tingle to grey sweat pants
To pathetic glares and impotent rants
One knows it steepens faster from now on
The others live to watch as one goes wrong

Let's let ourselves hold us
Like the pillow we have clutched for years alone
We can tell how they told us
Fiction dressed as wisdom carved in stone