Picked Myself Up

I've picked myself off the floor
I don't have to stand alone in the corner anymore
I've freed myself from the need to look for
All the answers every time I'm called

I learned the trick of escaping this world
I'm in a whole lot better shape in this world
Like a bird that that finally let their wings unfurl
I can get to where I could not go

I still need some convincing that nothing's going to happen like it did before
I found a number on a matchbook cover and I wonder if it could be yours

I'm planting both of my feet on the ground
I'm deeply grateful for my much needed turn around
No longer am I riding on that merry-go-round
No longer looking for the door

I still need some convincing that nothing's going to happen like it did before
I found a number on a matchbook cover and I wonder if it could be yours

I think that it's time to take a deep breath
A sigh of relief after the bottleneck
A recognition finally of some self respect
And the hope I have for what's next

I still need some convincing that nothing's going to happen like it did before
I found a number on a matchbook cover and I wonder if it could be yours

I've picked myself off the floor
And I don't ever think I've felt so sure