The one who survives by making the lives 
Of others worthwhile
 [bad word] apart
Tight before my eyes
The one who depends on the services she renders
To those [bad word] knocking
She's seeing too clearly what she can't be
What understanding defies

She says I need not to need
Or else a love with intution
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won't let go
I need not to need
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like the flower trying to bloom in the snow

She turns up the light
Anticipating night falling tenderly around her
Watches the dusk
The words [bad word] 
She carries the act so convincingly
The fact is sometimes she believes it
She can be happy with the way things are
Be happy with the things she's done

And yet I need not to need
Or else a love with intution
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won't let go
I need not to need
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like the flower trying to bloom in the snow

Reach out, hold back
Where is safety
Reach out and hold back
Where is the one who can change me
Where is the one 
The one

Reach out, hold back
Where is safety
Reach out and hold back
Where is the one who can save me
Where is the one 
The one

I need not to need
Or else a love with intution
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won't let go
I need not to need
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like the flower trying to bloom in the snow

I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in the snow
The danger and the power
Friend and the foe