I wanna talk with God I wanted the real thing I wanna grasp at straws I wanted the real thing I wanted the real thing I wanted the real thing I wanted the real thing I wanna talk with God ♪ I know my own desires I wanted the real thing I know I'll talk for hours I wanted the real thing I wanted the real thing I wanted the real thing I wanted the real thing I know I'll talk for hours ♪ I saw the mirror's broken strands again A spider's webbing loosely woven in The time to glue the falling cracks ran thin The steam from in the room will surely win