May 1st

Oh, oh, oh
The thing I love most about myself is
When the sun gets in my eyes
I still notice the flowers

I pick ya bluebells
I ring your doorbell
I never could tell
When you were home

But I still think they're pretty
On your front porch sitting
While I leave skipping
Down the road

This isn't about me
I just wanted you to see
The pretty things I find they still shine and grow
When I show you I can leave
I just wanted you to see
The love we had still surrounds me on my own

I can't sleep right
At night
I spin counter clockwise
Down the street

But when I'm outside
Things they seem alright
Knowing that the moonlight
Is something you'll see

This isn't about me
I just wanted you to see
The pretty things I find they still shine and grow
When I show you I can leave
I just wanted you to see
The love we had still surrounds me on my own



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Patrick Conerton
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