Disguised Control - Frange

I wish that I could come to you disguised as someone else I wish that I could come to you disguised as someone else Help you lift your luggage from the luggage from the platform to the train Ask you for directions that I don't need explained You would never think to ask my name Let's not put it lightly I put us both through hell I wish that I could come to you disguised as someone else I wish that I could work for you with someone else's hands I wish that I could work for you with someone else's hands Be behind the counter of a bookstore that you're in Charge you seven dollars for a crossword and a pen You would leave and not look back again Even hardened criminals They get a second chance I wish that I could work for you with someone else's hands I wish that I could come you, could run to you, could sing to you A stranger in your neighborhood who doesn't mean a thing to you Singing now alone a forgotten song On and on and on I don't have the stomach to face you as myself So I wish that I could come to you disguised as someone else I wish that I could come to you disguised as someone else