I'm just trying to find my place
Trying to find some empty space
Where I'm comfortable enough to say
The things I need to say...
Wanting all my words so perfect
Tryin to translate poetry
When I get tangled in expectations
I lose what makes me me
My garden is more than a single flower, learning how to
Grow alone in the ground...
When I feel like I'll never find my way
Like the whole worlds turning upside down
All I need is to remember my belief
That I'm finding my own voice
In the sound... of the spaces In between.
Ooh
Walking down the tight rope
Wondering which side will I sway
Feeling paralyzed by options
Trying to pick the perfect way
Am I lost in the distraction
Or does this loneliness pay
In the seeds and in the seasons
Always changing along the way
My garden is more than, a single flower, Learning how to
Grow alone in the ground...
When I feel like I'll never find my way
Like the whole worlds turning upside down
All I need is to remember my belief
That I'm finding my own voice
In the sound... of the spaces In between.
Ooh
When I feel like I'll never find my way
Like the whole worlds turning upside down
All I need is to remember my belief
That I'm finding my own voice
In the sound... of the spaces In between.
The spaces in between
The spaces in between
Ooh