I Wish I Were - Martha Wainwright

I can hardly move

And I sure can’t groove

And I can hardly see why I’m so afraid

And the days are long

I can’t get rid of what’s wrong

It’s plain to see

But the problem is, is, is in me

I wish I were

A singer

A dancer

Dancing for your love

Am I somewhere in the middle

Do I count at being special

Is there a sincerity in anything I say

Do I know what anything means

Can I see

I listen to the radio

Not music but the talk shows

I watch a lot of PBS and BBC

I don’t want to meet the press

I’m scared, I’m scared of what I see

The only thing I recognize

Is the pain in my side

And the hunger that I feel

Is the only thing that is real

I wish I were

A singer

A dancer

Dancing for your love