I’m sorry that I can’t make up my mind
And I’m sorry that I wasted all your time.
And I’m sorry that I wasted all your time.
If I am your only one
and you need me back in Brooklyn
I will come
(Source: Spotify)
You are kind but you are stronger than I am
and I’m sure I’ve got a lot to learn
My vicious drive has finally tired
I want to settle in my skin; I am a man now not a child
Can you feel me now?
Can you feel me brush against your skin?
My fingers are knocking once again
But you will never let me in
Everyone I meet these days likes to ask me what I do
And I was hoping recently
that the answer might be you
My moral standing stands alone
and it’s contradicted too
