Not being able to decide
What a hell of a thing to feel
I want one but I want the other
I like one but I like the other
One can make my knees go week
One can make me dazed in wonder
I feel home with one
I’m still waiting for the other
I feel secure with one

Yet only charged with the other
Happy with both, but can’t have two
Not content to choose
One I will leave
One I will see
Then one will leave me
Then who will be with me
Who will comfort me
Who will be the one that will understand me in my time of need
Will I always be alone
Will I always be afraid to love
Will I always be afraid to love because I am afraid to hurt
I am afraid to feel hurt 
I am afraid to hurt others
But yet I feel I am ready for love, or something like it
But yet I know I am ready for love, or something like it