The Very Next Person To Hold My Hand Can Have Me

The very next person
To hold my hand can have me
The very next person
To say my name, I'm theirs
Romance is a nice wet dream
But I haven't slept a night since '93

The very next person
To look my way, get ready
The very next person
Anyone, anywhere, anything at all
Past demands for forms or plans...
Well, it's all hardly even worth mentioning

When everyone I've ever loved is somewhere
Loving somebody who isn't me
And though estranged, I use their names
As if they were my own
Memory will be the death of me!

So the very next person
To hold my hand can have me
The very next person
To hold my hand can have me - Yeah!
The very next person
To hold my hand can have me - Yeah!
The very next person
To hold my hand can have me - Yeah!