Wait!
Trying to move your hooves
But I don't think you can
I'll be standing in your way
With a notebook in my hand
If you want him to wait, you'll be waiting too
I mean you're gonna want to move
But I don't think you can
It won't make a noise when he drops the other shoe
But I'll be waiting here with you
With a notebook in my hand
You're a field of green and gold
You are everything that grows
I feel like the wind
Through you and over all of them
If you want him to wait you're gonna have to change your tune
You're anathamatic too
Offered you a choice between a garden and a zoo
But I'll be waiting here with you
Farmlands make out words but I'm not tall enough to read them
The way that people walk when they think no one can see them
The sunlights collecting on your face, turns you to a more familiar shade
You're with me I'm timeless like a tunnel and fluorescence
Look at you and learn not to become another lesson
Let myself dissolve into your space
Stop myself from asking for it's praise
You're a field of green and gold
You are everything that grows
I feel like the wind
Through you and over all of them
But I don't think you can
I'll be standing in your way
With a notebook in my hand
If you want him to wait, you'll be waiting too
I mean you're gonna want to move
But I don't think you can
It won't make a noise when he drops the other shoe
But I'll be waiting here with you
With a notebook in my hand
You're a field of green and gold
You are everything that grows
I feel like the wind
Through you and over all of them
If you want him to wait you're gonna have to change your tune
You're anathamatic too
Offered you a choice between a garden and a zoo
But I'll be waiting here with you
Farmlands make out words but I'm not tall enough to read them
The way that people walk when they think no one can see them
The sunlights collecting on your face, turns you to a more familiar shade
You're with me I'm timeless like a tunnel and fluorescence
Look at you and learn not to become another lesson
Let myself dissolve into your space
Stop myself from asking for it's praise
You're a field of green and gold
You are everything that grows
I feel like the wind
Through you and over all of them
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Writer(s): Logan Kershaw
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