Our World
Baby
Are we looking for a way out?
We are tired
We are searching
For the truth
But baby
Call me crazy, I think it's time now
For a little r&r
This is a symptom
Not a scar
It gets old
The fighting, the bickering
The walls of this building
Your tone and my stare
The neighbor's affairs
The stress of this island
The pressure inside it
A world is out there
But ours is in here
So baby
Let's try writing a new story
We are loving
And we try so hard
And baby
When it feels like things aren't working
It can seem like too much
Can we pause
And restart?
And I know
It's easy to want that
It's hard to realize it
The sadness and swears can make us feel scared
The news is unending
Our phones unrelenting
The world is unfair
But ours is in here
Ours is in here
Our world is in here
We forget the way we used to be
The fire when you looked at me
The first time that we fell asleep together
I cried because I knew back then
The sacredness of what we had
Before the way I sighed felt like a trigger
Now we tiptoe like we're made of glass
Unnerved each time we see a crack
Unable to let go of all our grudges
But in our flaws and tenderness
How funny that we judge our mess
As if we'd want a world without these edges
So baby
Will you hold me for the evening?
I can give you a song and a home
Are we looking for a way out?
We are tired
We are searching
For the truth
But baby
Call me crazy, I think it's time now
For a little r&r
This is a symptom
Not a scar
It gets old
The fighting, the bickering
The walls of this building
Your tone and my stare
The neighbor's affairs
The stress of this island
The pressure inside it
A world is out there
But ours is in here
So baby
Let's try writing a new story
We are loving
And we try so hard
And baby
When it feels like things aren't working
It can seem like too much
Can we pause
And restart?
And I know
It's easy to want that
It's hard to realize it
The sadness and swears can make us feel scared
The news is unending
Our phones unrelenting
The world is unfair
But ours is in here
Ours is in here
Our world is in here
We forget the way we used to be
The fire when you looked at me
The first time that we fell asleep together
I cried because I knew back then
The sacredness of what we had
Before the way I sighed felt like a trigger
Now we tiptoe like we're made of glass
Unnerved each time we see a crack
Unable to let go of all our grudges
But in our flaws and tenderness
How funny that we judge our mess
As if we'd want a world without these edges
So baby
Will you hold me for the evening?
I can give you a song and a home
Credits
Writer(s): Connie Saltzman
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