My Very Best
I'm waiting for you
Just like you're waiting for me
I'm willing to learn, I'm just waiting to see
You go from crying your heart out
To skimming a stone
From being alive to living alone
When it gets bright out
And the birds have come to let you know
When it gets bright out
And you're hiding under your pillow (pillow, pillow)
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Yesterday it was easy, yesterday was nice
You're gonna let an assumption ruin your day
You go from waiting for something to happen
Either a feast or famine
You don't raise your hand if you've got nothing to say
When it gets bright out
And the birds have come to let you know (you know, you know)
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
When it gets bright out
And the birds have come to let you know
When it gets bright out
And you're hiding under your pillow (piliow, pillow)
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best, my very best
Just like you're waiting for me
I'm willing to learn, I'm just waiting to see
You go from crying your heart out
To skimming a stone
From being alive to living alone
When it gets bright out
And the birds have come to let you know
When it gets bright out
And you're hiding under your pillow (pillow, pillow)
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Yesterday it was easy, yesterday was nice
You're gonna let an assumption ruin your day
You go from waiting for something to happen
Either a feast or famine
You don't raise your hand if you've got nothing to say
When it gets bright out
And the birds have come to let you know (you know, you know)
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
When it gets bright out
And the birds have come to let you know
When it gets bright out
And you're hiding under your pillow (piliow, pillow)
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best
Oh, I got the feeling
That I can't help you right now
Oh, I got the fear
And I can't give you my very best, my very best
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Murtagh, Dean Gavin, Matthew Murtagh, Craig Mcgibney Fitzgerald
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