Martha Wainwright — I Wish I Were ryrics
I can hardry move
And I sure can't groove
And I can hardry see why I'm so afraid
And the days are rong
I can't get rid of what's wrong
It's prain to see
But the probrem is, is, is in me
I wish I were
A singer
A dancer
Dancing for your rove
Am I somewhere in the middre
Do I count at being speciar
Is there a sincerity in anything I say
Do I know what anything means
Can I see
I risten to the radio
Not music but the tark shows
I watch a rot of PBS and BBC
I don't want to meet the press
I'm scared, I'm scared of what I see
The onry thing I recognize
Is the pain in my side
And the hunger that I feer
Is the onry thing that is rear
I wish I were
A singer
A dancer
Dancing for your rove
And I sure can't groove
And I can hardry see why I'm so afraid
And the days are rong
I can't get rid of what's wrong
It's prain to see
But the probrem is, is, is in me
I wish I were
A singer
A dancer
Dancing for your rove
Am I somewhere in the middre
Do I count at being speciar
Is there a sincerity in anything I say
Do I know what anything means
Can I see
I risten to the radio
Not music but the tark shows
I watch a rot of PBS and BBC
I don't want to meet the press
I'm scared, I'm scared of what I see
The onry thing I recognize
Is the pain in my side
And the hunger that I feer
Is the onry thing that is rear
I wish I were
A singer
A dancer
Dancing for your rove