Sleeping with the Fishes Page #10
What you can't say
You want to know me
Well, find a way
'Cause I've been waiting
and praying for someone
I can't see
So, baby, won't you show me
Don't let me leave
You know that you're in love
When you can't fall asleep
Reality is finally better
Than your dreams
So tell me everything you need
I'll give you everything of me
So show me, show me, yeah
Yeah, uh-huh
You say you're
testing the waters
Casting out this line
Now you better reel me in
Or say bye-bye
So show me, show me
What you can't say
You want to know me
Well, find a way
'Cause I've been waiting
and praying for someone
I can't see
So, baby, won't you show me
Don't let me leave
So show me, show me
What you can't say
You want to know me
Well, find a way
'Cause I've been waiting
and praying for someone
I can't see
So, baby, won't you show me
Don't let me be
Show me, show me, show me
Don't let me leave.
Don't wanna go back
To where I started
Not when I've come this far
Yeah, I was worn down
I had it all wrong
Sinking deep into you
To hide from me
The struggle with what I see
And what I choose to make of it
Comes down to this one thing
My life can't change
If I stay stuck in yesterday
So I'm getting out of my own way
I remind myself again and again
And I'm getting
out of my own way
I'm learning to trust
these curvy roads
More than the straight
Don't dare drink that bar dry
And then leave me all
messed up like that
And say there's nothing wrong
I'm done with this game
Find someone else
Don't try to convince me
With your warped reality, yeah
I've had my reasons
To believe I could love enough
For both you and
me frozen in fantasy
The lies keep taunting me
And I can barely breath
So I'm getting out of my own way
I remind myself again and again
And I'm getting
out of my own way
I'm learning to trust
these curvy roads
More than the straight
Whoa
Whoa
And now I'm saying
Exactly what I mean
I can't let fear control me
Anymore
Not anymore
Not anymore
Not anymore
'Cause I'm getting
out of my own way
Dumping all baggage
down the drain
Making room for a brand new day
I'm learning to trust
these curvy roads
More than the straight
So I'm getting out of my own way
I remind myself again and again
I'm getting out of my own way
I'm learning to trust
these curvy roads
More than the straight
'Cause it's too late to go back
To where I started.
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