i wish, i wish that you could see br past all these facade that i put up, br so you could see the real me br br you think that everything that glitters will mean something to me br br but baby lemme tell ya; momma aint neva raised no fool, and daddy sure aint neitha br br because behind every gift, is a motive and every motive a want br so what do you want boy? it cant be the real me, because if that were so, a hug and someone to listen would be all that i needbr br alysha renee'br br