Please excuse me, I'm not thinking clear
It must just be stress,
but I likely shouldn't be here
I'm such a mess I never really ever know what to say
When all of my emotions get in the way And
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get a bit of right afterward With
all the real impressions I send and hurt
How come I can never get the right words I need to convey
I wish I could explain the things that I have to work out
I don't feel right, what has come over me?
I'm about
to lose my mind
I never really ever know what to say
When all of my emotions get in the way
And I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get a bit of right afterward With
all the real impressions I send and hurt
How come I can never get the right words I need to convey
I wish I could explain
Can
I let the trees do the talking?
Can I let the ground do the walking?
Can I let the sky fill what's missing?
Can I let my mouth do the listening?
When all of my emotions get in the way And
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get a bit of right afterward With
all the real impressions I send and hurt
How come I can never get the right words I need to convey