My life changes with the leavesFrom brightest amber to hues of green
But my bones are breaking for the only shade I'd rather be
So I'll put on a starchy shirt
Collar and a tie
And play the part for which I'm hired
A firm handshake and matching smile
And I'll ask myself to be a little more of what I think is me.
The very thing I'm afraid to become
With every breath I think it's burning in my chest
And if this fever ever breaks, I'm ready for the rest
Late at night the sorrow comes
It's eating up my eyes
All the world is standing still
They'll never hear my cries
And I'll ask myself to be a little more of what I think is me.
The very thing I'm afraid to become.
And I'll ask myself to be a little more of what I think is me.
The very thing I'm afraid to become.
Cause life has become too much for me
How it is and how I'd rather be
All falls down without a sound
Cause life has become too much for me
How it is and how I'd rather be
All falls down without a sound
And I'll ask myself to be,
And I'll ask myself to be
A little more of what I think is me.
And I'll ask myself to be a little more of what I think is me.
And I'll ask myself to be a little more of what I think is me.
The very thing that I'm afraid to become
And I'll ask myself to be a little more of what I think is me.
The very thing that I'm afraid to become
