Lany Donovan Lessard

(February 1,1975 / Thetford Mines, Quebec)

I Need


This is a mystery fight
And I don’t know where it’s going
I wish you would help me out in my head
Cause it just seems right
I wish you would
Just let yourself go for one minute
And let me know what’s going on
I need an answer
I need some kind of respect
If you have any heart
Just let yourself go for one minute
And let me know what’s going on
I need an answer
I need some kind of respect
I’ve been thru this all before
And I don’t want to go there again
You don’t know much about me
I tried and how much I tried
I need to get you out of my thoughts
I wish you would
Just let yourself go for one minute
And let me know what’s going on
I need an answer
I need some kind of respect
If you have any heart
just let yourself go for one minute
And let me know what’s going on
I need an answer
I need some kind of respect



Written By: Lany Donovan Lessard

Submitted: Friday, May 19, 2006

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