Take a view at the rain on the windowpane
Take a look at the marks youve made
Carving my wrists to the sounds you played
Showing your angst I take no embrace
Mother Natures got her way of doing things
Mother Natures got her way of doing things
Am I right?
Am I doing this wrong?
Correct me if I fall
Correct me if I change the course you want me flying on
Take advantage of the signs written on my spine
In array of all the colors trapped inside the hidden way
Lies the beauty I do carry, please just believe me
Flying in space is where I lay awake
Mother Natures got her way of doing things
Mother Natures got her way of doing things
Am I right?
Am I doing this wrong?
Correct me if I fall
Correct me if I change the course you want me flying on
Looking in the room
Looking whats in front of you
Standing slim and tall
Standing with no clothes at all
Is this what I want
Is this all I want at all
Am I right?
Am I doing this wrong?
Correct me if I fall
Correct me if I change the course you want me flying on