Let me be there...

Why cant I hold your hand when you've held mine?
Why cant you say what you feel when I ask you if your fine?
Is there something wrong with me wanting to care?
Let me hold your hand and hug you tight...
I want to be the one to help you with what you feel.
Don't look aside and push me away...
Look at me and tell me to stay.
If you want I will just sit and listen.
If you want I will let you lean on me and hug me tight.
But just don't lie telling me your OK and push me away.
Its me wanting to stay...
Its me telling you that everything will be OK.