Lyrics Being Alive - Liz Callaway

Someone to hold you too close.
Someone to hurt you too deep.
Someone to sit in your chair,
And ruin your sleep,
To make you aware,
Of being alive.
Being alive.

Someone to need you too much.
Someone to know you too well.
Someone pull you up short,
To put you through hell,
And give you support,
For being alive.
Being alive.

Someone you have to let in.
Someone whose feelings you spare.
Someone who, like it or not,
Will want you to share,
A little, a lot
Is being alive.
Being alive.

Someone to crowd you with love.
Someone to force you to care.
Someone to make you come through,
Who'll always be there,
As frightened as you,
Of being alive.
Being alive.
Being alive!

Somebody hold me too close.
Somebody hurt me too deep.
Somebody sit in my chair,
And ruin my sleep,
And make me aware,
Of being alive.
Being alive.

Somebody need me too much.
Somebody know me too well.
Somebody pull me up short,
And put me through hell,
And give me support,
For being alive.
Make me alive.
Make me alive.

Make me confused.
Mock me with praise.
Let me be used.
Vary my days.

But alone,
Is alone,
Not alive.

Somebody crowd me with love.
Somebody force me to care.
Somebody let me come through,
I'll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive,
Being alive.
Being alive.
Being alive!