Doubts in Indigo
Fighting with my demons, you can have me
They always find their way back to me
Sleep won't come so I will roam in my waste land
Till the night ends in morning stilness
Fighting with my dreams they confuse me
Bridges I built rise behind me
But what if I burned some more, would you be mad
Would it be bad that I was waiting
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
Drowning in the waters rooted in me
Fear's current is stronger than my belief
And would you help me if I cried out for your hand
Or would the distance be my only witness
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
At four in the morning, the world said to me
Follow me home
And then I saw the lines in my hand, writing poetry
I know where to go
I'm sinking in and my heart breathes
Sounds from afar are ringing faintly
And if I washed up on the shore, would you drink me
Salt and honey, and tell my story (Ooh)
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
They always find their way back to me
Sleep won't come so I will roam in my waste land
Till the night ends in morning stilness
Fighting with my dreams they confuse me
Bridges I built rise behind me
But what if I burned some more, would you be mad
Would it be bad that I was waiting
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
Drowning in the waters rooted in me
Fear's current is stronger than my belief
And would you help me if I cried out for your hand
Or would the distance be my only witness
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
At four in the morning, the world said to me
Follow me home
And then I saw the lines in my hand, writing poetry
I know where to go
I'm sinking in and my heart breathes
Sounds from afar are ringing faintly
And if I washed up on the shore, would you drink me
Salt and honey, and tell my story (Ooh)
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
There is nothing you can't do to me
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Writer(s): Rebecca Streng
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