Drifting over the air Coloring trees to myself Getting a taste of what may Feeling so little in this forest But I can fill all this void Singing the words that I wrote Maybe from sorrow I grow Remembering the ones that I loved Weak ivy sensitive lies Shades of gold warming my spine Purple lips bitter midnight Who else will I love before I part? How many songs are there left Before I fly from this nest? Can my body carry the weight Of what my soul needs to awake? It's getting tight, tight in my bones Tight, so tight, but I don't fall Why do I feel like I belong To this empty journey? Singing but cannot be heard Honestly, never felt more like home Nothing else matters, I know When you're no one, no one at all I yearn the child inside of me I guess that she is older than me I need to grow, oh I need to grow I need to grow, oh I need to grow I need to grow, oh I think i'm getting lost Everything has a way back home To remember where we come from But sometimes the past is blurry I only know where I want to go