Sometimes it's hard to look you in the eye
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the mess i've created it stands idly by
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and i dont expect the dishes to do themselves
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but that sure would be nice
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cause i am moving circles, falling back
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my past has caught up to me, and i've lost track
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of what is history and what is a book marked page
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I'd always hoped to come back to someday
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don't speak to soon
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I'll likely shut my ears or shut down
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I'm mostly floating
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and I'm not ready to come down
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Don't wipe away my tears so quickly
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Do you even know if they're happy or sad
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maybe i need to let them fall
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clean me out and wash me down
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and let me drown for a while
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you don't have to hold my hand through this
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you've got enough to carry on your own
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I think you'll need but hands for that
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i think for now I'd be better off alone
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I will be fine,
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i need to grow
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no expectations please
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because i dont know
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where im going or where i even stand
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i'm just trying to find out exactly who i am
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don't speak to soon
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I'll likely shut my ears or shut down
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I'm mostly floating
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and I'm not ready to come down
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Too Soon
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Kina Grannis |