Paradox

I feel miserable
cause I see my dream drifting away
It's slipping through my fingers
I try to find the words to say
But we speak different languages,
if I say yes you say no
Taste is not negotiable
it's time for me to go

(Chorus):
I want you to want what I want
I want you to feel what I feel
I want you to like what I like
But I want you to want it for real

I keep on waiting to be satisfied
I'll wait forever 'til I know I've really tried
My drive is diminishing
I need to be stimulated
If I keep on going on
I see myself doing what I hated

(Chorus)

Am I a coward not to stand for my believes
Are we compatible or too different in our needs?
Should I accept that we will never ever be one?
And that our differences cannot be overcome