Daniel Johnston I Know What I Want
Love, I know what I want
and I know what it could be
know what it could be yeah
Now, down and out
like a flower that wielded
the coward to be rebuilded
Sad, sad and alone
like a babble in the desert
buried in the ground
Love, sweet and fun
this I feel would
someday be mine
Love, soft and real
something I can feel
something that is kind
