Write Away

I'm not burnt out, I'm just tired
Of all the drama in my mind
I need a hug, a form of comfort
A place to rest my weary head

Call up my friends, to tell the story
Instead of coming right to You
Maybe I'm just acting silly
When all I want is to be one with You

I hate being honest with You sometimes
And it's not that I'm trying to hide
I just hate the sound of repeating myself
How don't You get tired?

What a friend, what a friend, what a friend like You
To always lend a hand
I love the way You always listen
When I'd rather write away

So let me tell You a funny story
Of how I got through this long day
I know that You already know
But that's beauty of this thing

To talk to someone who cares so deeply
And looks beyond the crashing waves
I've been acting silly finding every way to
Beat around the bush

I hate being honest with You sometimes
And it's not that I'm trying to hide
I just hate the sound of repeating myself
How don't You get tired?

What a friend, what a friend, what a friend like You
To always a lend hand
I love the way You always listen when I'd
Rather write away

It's easier to pour life out on pages that no one will ever read
In the world of black and white, graphite-painted memories
But what's the use of daily entries if all my writing ever says
I'm in love, but I hate the way, how I ran away
How I've stabbed You in the back

These used up pens are more transparent than I've ever been
But I've learned a thing or two, change ain't the easiest thing to do
I'll jump right through all the hoops, if it means I get to
Stay with You

I hate being honest with You sometimes
But it's time that I open up
Away with half-truths and the white lies
It's only left me tired

What a friend, what a friend, what a friend like You
To always a lend hand
I love the way You've always listened
When I'd rather write away