I Don't Like Boxes
You put me in a box
and there is where I stayed
It was cold, dark, and lonely,
but I loved you anyway
Then a light approached me
and I took a peep outside
The air was warm and full of love,
so beautiful I cried
Now you want me back there,
and I'm trying to climb back in,
but I don't know how to close this box
I never belonged in
You say you want me happy
and it's you that makes me so
If I had a chance back then
I would have broke out long ago
I don't want you to hate me,
I already hate myself
If I could I'd close this box
and have it stored on the highest shelf
Loving from a distance was different way back when
Now I've loved you up close, and I can't go back again