Please excuse me, I'm not thinking clear.
It must just be stress
But I likely shouldn't be here, I'm such a mess.I never really ever know what to say,
When all of my emotions get in the way.
I'm just trying to get us on the same page.I always get it better right afterward.
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard,
How come I can never get the right words, I need to convey?
Wish I could explainThe things that I have to work out.
I don't feel right.
What has come over me? I'm about
To lose my mind.
I never really ever know what to say,
When all of my emotions get in the way.
I'm just trying to get us on the same page. (Wish I could explain)I always get it better right afterward,
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard.
How come I can never get the right words, I need to convey?
Wish I could explain.Can I let the trees do the talking?
Can I let the ground do the walking?
Can I let the sky fill what's missing in?
Can I let my mouth do the listening?
The listening?I never really ever know what to say,
When all of my emotions get in the way.
I'm just trying to get us on the same page.
I always get it better right afterward,
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard.
How come I can never get the right words, I need to convey?
Wish I could explainWhat I mean to say.
