Your Hair
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
Always on the verge of tears
Never open up to peers
Double checking every word you say
Trees still squeak like rocking chairs
It's where I go to hide my cares
My sweater still looks better on you
Oh oh
I start to feel better than crumble inside
When seeing your image I'm petrified
Oh oh
I'm crying in bed while Community's on
The winter's been tuff but it's just about gone
Your hair gets shorter every week
And I'm trying hard to change like you
And I are almost free from our
Shackles of higher education
When I see your face I'm filled with tears of getting older
You cut all ties and I'm content to miss the mystery of you
When I see your face I'm filled with fears of getting older
You cut all ties and I'm content to miss the mystery of you
Your hair gets shorter every week
And I'm trying hard to change like you
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
When I see your face I'm filled with fears of getting older
You cut all ties and I'm content to miss the mystery of you
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
Your hair gets shorter every week
And I'm trying hard to change like you
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
Always on the verge of tears
Never open up to peers
Double checking every word you say
Trees still squeak like rocking chairs
It's where I go to hide my cares
My sweater still looks better on you
Oh oh
I start to feel better than crumble inside
When seeing your image I'm petrified
Oh oh
I'm crying in bed while Community's on
The winter's been tuff but it's just about gone
Your hair gets shorter every week
And I'm trying hard to change like you
And I are almost free from our
Shackles of higher education
When I see your face I'm filled with tears of getting older
You cut all ties and I'm content to miss the mystery of you
When I see your face I'm filled with fears of getting older
You cut all ties and I'm content to miss the mystery of you
Your hair gets shorter every week
And I'm trying hard to change like you
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
When I see your face I'm filled with fears of getting older
You cut all ties and I'm content to miss the mystery of you
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
I know
You've been awake for a while
Awake for a while
Come home
The weathers cold where you are
It's cold where you are
Your hair gets shorter every week
And I'm trying hard to change like you
Credits
Writer(s): A. Max Adams
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