March
I'll drift
Hold me down
Fly with the birds
On a windy morning
I used to be so mean
But I think I'm better now
I've grown to love these walls with my head in my hands
They're not blue but they're mine and they're fine
They remind me of you
You sit
Don't come around
Only curse God
On a Sunday morning
We used to be so mean
But I know you're better now
I've grown to hate that tone with my head in my hands
And hated goodbyes
Even the ones I could stand
Hold me down
Fly with the birds
On a windy morning
I used to be so mean
But I think I'm better now
I've grown to love these walls with my head in my hands
They're not blue but they're mine and they're fine
They remind me of you
You sit
Don't come around
Only curse God
On a Sunday morning
We used to be so mean
But I know you're better now
I've grown to hate that tone with my head in my hands
And hated goodbyes
Even the ones I could stand
Credits
Writer(s): Kenzi Elise
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