Saint

I'm afraid to say what's on my mind
Think that's why I've been so quiet
I'm afraid to say what's on my mind
I've been sizing up my ghosts and dreams
Make them fight til I hear someone scream
'Cause there's only so much I can host
I've been sizing up my dreams and ghosts

Well the armor isn't fitting right
All my belts are loose and my boots too tight
And each shadow makes me catch my breath
I don't feel quite in your image yet
And my mind's been set on earthly things
Lifting rocks in search of angel wings
But to handle both the ground and sky
I'm afraid to say what's on my mind
Oh
Oh
In the light cast from your bedroom door
I'm not sure what I'm afraid of more
Is it who we are or who we ain't
It's impossible to stay a saint
I'd throw every scrap of praise away
How impressive all the sages say
If it means that I could keep you close
I'm still sizing up my dreams and ghosts
Oh
Oh
Oh



Credits
Writer(s): Kayla Lunden
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